“Cowboy, huh? I like that.” Lowering his voice, Gray leaned over and whispered in her ear, “I’ll try my best to ride you all night.”
Heat blazed through her, liquid pooling between her thighs as the image of Gray doing just that flashed through her mind. Trying to sound flip, Suzy said, “Yeah, we’ll see if your game is as good as your talk.”
Gray put his hand in the small of her back and led her towards the door. “Oh, I promise you, I give very good game, Suzanna, exceptional…..game.”
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Gray led her across the street to a parking lot. Apparently, he didn’t want to leave his vehicle in the parking deck on the lower floor. They approached a silver BMW sedan, and Gray clicked the locks and opened the passenger door for her. Although Suzy’s small SUV was comfortable and dependable, this car was pure luxury. She gave an appreciative sigh as she slid onto the soft leather seats. “Whoa, why am I riding with you? I need to get my car since we’re going to my place.”
“Don’t be silly, Suzanna, we might be having a sex evening, but I still intend to have a bite to eat first and I also intend to stay the night.” Holding his hand up to silence the protests she was forming, he continued “Rushing out in the middle of the night is something you do after a quickie, and I have no intention of being quick with you. You don’t have to worry, dinner will be very casual since I don’t have to wine and dine you.”
Suzy actually felt offended at that last comment but what could she say? She’d told him exactly what she wanted, and he was following along to the letter. You can do this, it’s only sex. It’s only sex. Maybe if she kept repeating that enough, she’d actually believe it.
Finally, Gray pulled into a parking area near the beach and walked around to open her door. Suzy wondered where they could possibly be going. Gray took her hand and led her up a flight of stairs to the boardwalk that ran along the Atlantic Ocean. Several shops and restaurants lined the walkway. Gray led her inside a small restaurant that advertised the world’s best foot-long hotdogs. He followed her up to the counter and said, “Order anything on the menu, princess.” Then lowering his voice, he said, “Maybe we could skip the onions, though.”
Suzy ordered the house specialty—the foot-long dog—and even though she was tempted, she passed on the onions as Gray suggested.
“Do you want to eat in here or outside?”
“I think outside, it’s a great evening,” Suzy said.
Taking their purchases, Gray led them to a table in the corner of the boardwalk and pulled out a seat for her. Suzy had to admit, they did make a great hot dog. Gray also ordered the same thing, as well as a funnel cake. As she finished her hot dog, she looked longingly at his cake. Finally taking the hint, he broke a piece off and held it up to her lips. Having him feed her was one of the most sensual moments of her life. Oh good grief, get the hormones under control, it’s funnel cake, not your wedding cake.
Suzy could feel her hands starting to tremble as they finished their meal, and she knew the time was fast approaching for the main event of the evening. There was no backing out now, and she really didn’t want to. She just hoped she was everything that Gray imagined she was. Could she live up to her image or would Gray discover the sentimental heart under the tough exterior?
“If you’re finished, Suzanna, I’m more than ready to go to your place,” Gray said.
“Um….yeah, sure.” Gray gave her a puzzled look but luckily didn’t question her.
He dropped their things in the wastebasket and turned to follow Suzy towards the stairway. Before he could reach her, a gang of teens on skate boards came roaring around the corner and in almost slow motion he saw Suzy jump forward to avoid a collision and teeter at the top of the stairs. He yelled her name as he tried to reach her. Gray watched in horror as Suzy fought for control in the impossibly high heels and recognized the exact moment when she realized that she was going to fall. Panic swept over her face as her body visibly braced for impact.
The fall wasn’t a simple fall, however. The heel of one of her shoes seemed to wedge in a crack in the steps, and Gray could see her ankle twist, almost stopping her fall before her foot separated from the shoe, and she continued her tumble. Her saw her head bounce once as it slammed into the sidewalk at the foot of the stairs. Gray pushed his way through the teenagers and ran down the steps after her where a crowd of people was already gathered at the bottom. As he finally reached her, he turned her over and was alarmed at the pale pallor of her face and the obvious haze of pain in her eyes. There was blood running down the side of her face from a gash on her forehead. Gently pushing the hair back from her eyes, Gray yelled for someone to call 911. He took the corner of his shirt and dabbed the blood before it could pool in her eye.
Looking at him in alarm, Suzy said hoarsely, “No…Gray, please you take me, I’m scared of being alone.”