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The senior forgot he told Ruthie that, but she hadn't.
My taste buds itched to sample him -- if he tasted anything like the raw essence of man already flirting with my nostrils, he would be delicious. I longed to run my tongue down his perfectly formed abs, following the trail down from his belly button until I could take him in my mouth and -- I exhaled, much too loudly.
The smirk on his face widened as he narrowed his eyes a little, reminding me of a cat who'd cornered a mouse. He'd caught me staring, and he liked it.
A hand thrust out before me.
"Name's Marcus. Sorry I startled you."
There wasn't a chance he actually felt bad, but I was too flustered to utter anything other than a polite "Laurie, and it's okay," as I shook his hand. So warm.
I wondered how many fingers he could fit inside me. His hands were gigantic.
Fuck. I was losing my mind over this man. I might as well be wearing a sign that said 'Desperate for sex!'
"So, you're looking for a van?" His gaze swept over my body and I had to suppress a shudder. The heat of his eyes made me feel naked. "You don't look old enough to be needing one."
I should have been angry with this salesman, this Marcus, for being so inappropriate. Instead, I was flattered. My cheeks burned with it. That, and desire.
This man should be half naked in an issue of Cosmo, not trying to sell me a minivan.
He looked at me expectantly and I returned his gaze. Right! His comment. I needed to get a grip, so I laughed and brought a hand to my chest. "Actually, I've got two kids, but thanks for the compliment."
"No kidding!" Marcus actually looked shocked. Score one for me. He eyeballed me for a moment before switching gears. "What do you think of this one?"
"Well, I love the colour. So glad there's more than just boring old grey or black," I began, knowing I was about to babble. I couldn't help it. Anything to get my mind off his sexy body.
"I really like how spaced out the seats are, and the DVD player would be a life saver." I looked right at him and smirked. "Do you know what it's like travelling for hours with two kids under ten?" He shook his head. I thought not. "It's hell."
"Well then," Marcus began, "how about you hop in the front and take a look. See how it feels in your hands."
I nearly gasped as the image of his cock in my hands assaulted my mind. I could feel it -- hard, yet velvety soft as I stroked it.
So desperate, Laurie. So fucking desperate.
Marcus noticed my hesitation and gave me one of his disarming smirks. "Go ahead. It won't bite."
Almost shivering with desire, I climbed into the driver's seat. The sheer volume of technology distracted me from my sinful thoughts, thankfully, and I felt sympathy for seniors just discovering the internet. Radio controls on the steering wheel for god's sake. How awesome was that?
I looked around, intimidated by the number of buttons, dials and screens this thing had. I began to feel old and out of touch.
The door clicked open and I jumped. Damn that Marcus. He merely smiled as I shot him a scowl, his voice lowering seductively as a brow arched in question.
"You want to take it for a drive?"
More than you can imagine.
"Um, sure. Yeah." Stumbling and stuttering, my blood pressure rose to dangerous levels.
"Wait there. I'll be right back."
A breath escaped that I hadn't even realized I'd been holding. What in the hell was I doing? I felt like a hormone-riddled teen.
No, just a woman who hasn't had the satisfaction of good sex in about seven years.
The truth of it bruised my ego and I frowned -- just a little. But not enough to knock me off cloud nine. My heart pounded, blood rushing through me in invigorating waves. I hadn't felt that good in a long time.
I jolted in surprise as the passenger door opened, admitting a smiling Marcus dangling a set of keys on his finger.