Unexpectedly You by Mia Josephs, Riley Janes Read Free Book Online Page A

four, about one a.m., and Darrian and I are both looking for ways to touch each other. Chantele and her fiancé are pressed together on the dance floor of the rooftop bar at The Palms, and Darrian leans over to whisper in my ear. “I think this is the spot for the bachelorette party. Perfect. Thank you.”
    “So, am I a man of many talents then?” I tease, letting my lips touch her ear. I hold my breath when I wonder if I’ve gone too far.
    “I think we’re still testing.” Her lips move across my cheek until the side of her mouth nearly touches mine, but just briefly before moving away.
    I slide my hand around her lower back, loving the thin strength of her. I also know she expects me to kiss her right now, or to try, and I’m not going to do it. There’s something about anticipation that makes firsts so much better.
    “Let’s dance.”
    I turn from her, her hand in mine and she follows me to the dance floor. This is one thing I know I’m good at. Dancing and taking pictures. Everything else with Darrian so far has me shocked because I’m not always good with women, and I’m out of practice.
    She laughs her perfect laugh again but once I start moving, she’s close. So very perfectly close. Her arms wind around the back of my neck, and her body moves against mine forcing me to take some good regulated breaths to keep everything in place. It has been too long.
    My hands now have a mind of their own sliding up her sides and down over her hips, across that perfect curve between her lower back and her toned ass. I take a few more breaths, but I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be able to maintain with her body pressed against mine.
    “Are you going to make me kiss you first?” she says in my ear.
    I step back, take her hands, and turn toward the railing. She slides her arms around my waist from behind. The moment we step up to the railing at the edge of the tall building, I turn her around, pull her to me and slide my lips across hers.
    Darrian kisses me back. Hard. Harder than I was expecting, and it takes me a second or two to find a rhythm with her, with her tongue, her body.
    “Let’s ditch Chantele and go somewhere,” she says, her body pressed against mine.
    I’m trying to catch my breath and pretend I’m not dizzy. “Yeah. Good. Okay.”
    Darrian laughs. “You’re funny. This is so perfect. You have no idea.”
    I pull her to me again and do a half bite on her cheek making her laugh again. “Let’s go.”
    ***
    I swear I didn’t expect that we’d end up in her hotel room or that we’d be slow dancing on her balcony over-looking the strip. My lips feel numb with all the kissing, and if I’d known coming out with her would feel this… good , I’d have come better prepared.
    She untucks my shirt and pulls me closer. No deep breaths are going to stop my body from reacting to her now.
    “I’m never this forward, but you’re a nice guy, Nathaniel, and I really want to spend the night with you.”
    And this is why you never plan a date.
    I slide my hands up her sides and stroke my thumbs just under her chest, waiting for her to tell me it’s okay to touch her because now that we’re alone and her hands are on my skin, I really want to return the favor.
    “My dress is a wrap dress.” She nips my ear. “It unties.”
    And that’s all the encouragement I need because after dancing with her half the night, everything in me is ready to feel her against me. I pull on the tie and her dress loosens. My heart starts going a million miles an hour as we stumble back into her room, tugging and pulling off clothing until we’re on the bed.
    She rolls away from me suddenly, the lights from the city spreading across her smooth skin and the outline of her lace bra and panties. I can’t believe I’m here. And that we’re doing this.
    When Darrian rolls back over she tosses a few condom wrappers next to me and this time I don’t hesitate before grabbing her waist and covering her mouth with