Lark parked her car in the spare spot where Max instructed her to via text before taking a deep breath. This felt more than two friends meeting up for dinner. This felt very date-like, and she’d never done a first date in a man’s home before, especially a man like Max Villeneuve.
Despite being in his home over the weekend, this was different. Saturday was playful and fun with the goal of reconnecting as friends but this, well, this felt entirely unique. The way he kissed her before leaving her office this morning left her panting, breathless and very, very horny.
The more time she thought of Max and the way his length was pressed against her belly when he’d kissed her, the needier her own body became. She was so sexually frustrated right now, and it was so foreign to her.
Not that s*x w
