“Much better,” he said, kissing her deeply. He smelled so good, and she fit in his lap perfectly. She settled in and let herself get lost in his kisses, which was becoming easier and easier to do.
“Your upper lip has the most adorable curve right here on either side,” she said, touching it with her finger. “It makes you look like you always have a secret.”
“You have many curves that I like.” He ran his hand along the side of her breast, down to her waist, and along her hip.
“You are one gorgeous man,” Kate said, looking into his eyes.
“I thought you said you didn’t find me all that handsome.”
She kissed him. “Lies, nothing but lies.”
He slid his hand up the front of her shirt and rubbed his thumb back and forth across the cup of her bra while he kissed her. Her nipple hardened immediately.
“Admit that I’m the one you were thinking about in the bathtub.”
“Of course it was you.”
“Is this what you were imagining?” He slipped his hand inside her bra and caught her nipple between two fingers, tugging gently on it.
“Yes,” she said, whimpering into his mouth. Kate didn’t want him to stop. She was so turned on she didn’t care that they were making out in a parking garage like a couple of teenagers and that the windows had, in fact, started to steam up a little.
She nibbled his earlobe and then kissed her way down his neck. She sucked the tender skin into her mouth, and he responded with a low, deep groan.
“You have no idea how much I want you,” he said, and he was breathing every bit as fast as she was by then.
“I might have an idea.” Her voice sounded ragged, and she could not seem to move her mouth away from his neck. “But I don’t think our first time should be in a parking garage.”
“All I took away from that is that we’re going to have a first time. And as skilled as I am, it would still be nearly impossible to reach my optimum performance in the front seat of an SUV.”
“Your confidence never fails to astound me. I’ll be expecting big things when I return.”
He smiled. “I’ve got one big thing I can promise you.”
“Yes, I know,” Kate said, giving him one last kiss. “I’ve already seen it.”
Ian stayed with Kate until they reached the security checkpoint; the line stretched clear around the corner.
“I should go,” she said. “It’ll take a while to get through that.” She stood on her tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss good-bye. “Thanks for driving me.”
As she turned to leave, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. “Kate.” He slid his hands underneath her jaw and kissed her tenderly.
Nothing was going to rush him.
Not Kate’s flight.
Not the line for security.
Not the crowd milling around them.
Nothing.
When it was over and she opened her eyes, he was looking at her in a way he never had before. His usual smile had been replaced by an expression of longing and vulnerability. Kate wanted him to look at her like that all the time.
“You better get going,” he said.
Kate’s head was in the clouds as she waited her turn to pass through security. She hadn’t even left yet, but already she wanted to be back. She remembered how mad she’d been that day at the café when Ian had sat down across from her and admitted he’d hacked her credit card information, how exasperated she’d felt upon discovering he knew so many things about her, how exposed she’d felt when he’d walked in on her while she was in the bathtub.
My how things had changed, because now every time she turned around she was kissing him. And worse than that, she didn’t want to stop kissing him. She wanted to do more than kiss him.
Lots more.
All of this with a man she knew very little about.
For the first time ever, he’d called her Kate.
And that had not escaped her notice at all. Not one little bit.
Kate took a seat at the bar, which was conveniently located near her gate. She ordered a glass of wine and pulled out her phone. Ian had already sent a text.
Ian: Did you make it through security okay?
Kate: Not without a thorough pat-down, but what else is new?