My dress had fallen back down my thighs, but his fingers teased at the edge, slowly lifting. When I thought I’d lose my breath, he wandered away, sucking at my jaw, my ear, my neck, where my pulse hammered wildly. Turning me to face him, he swiveled us, pressed me back against the wall and bent to kiss me, first soft and then harder, hungrier. It would never have occurred to me to bring a condom with me to some random club. He just happened to have a condom in his pocket. He dug into his pocket and pulled out a tiny package.Ī condom. “A shame, really.” He pulled his hand away and I felt a mild chill where his warm fingers had been. “I don’t have many chances to look at the back of my neck.” This is definitely not the alcohol talking. I’d never looked someone so closely in the eye when they were touching me like this and something about this man, and this night, and this city, made me immediately sure this was the best decision I’d ever made.ĭear New York, You are brilliant. His eyes were wide open and clear, and when they met mine, they curved into a smile.
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