Second Chance 3: Ask Me Again 3: David's Story Read Online Free PDF Page A

wildest dreams,” she replied with an appreciative tone.
    “You are meant to be treated like this at all times,” I said leading her into the dining room where two waiters stood waiting to serve us our meal. I seated Madelyn at the candle lit table for two before seating myself.
    One waiter immediately brought our plates to the table so we could begin enjoying our meal. The other waiter brought a bottle of Provenance Cabernet to serve with our meal of grilled rib eye, broiled lobster in a buttery sauce and a dense chocolate torte for dessert.
    Low jazz music piped from the speakers in the background. The waiters disappeared letting the two of us enjoy our meal. A bell was left for us to ring if we needed anything additional.
    “Everything is so delicious, David.”
    “I’m glad you are enjoying the meal and I agree that it is very delicious.” I looked at her pink tinted lips and wasn’t able to get our kiss out of my head. Her sweet plump lips had plagued my dreams to the point of me having me taking a cold shower in the middle of the night.
    The cold shower wasn’t enough to relieve me of my sexual desire for her without some assistance on my part. Now, with her sitting across the table from me, I could once again feel myself becoming sexually aroused. My arousal stiffened and lengthened against my khaki pants. If I stood at that very moment, there would be no concealing my hardness from her view.
    Her eyes connected with mines. I reached across the table palm side up, and she readily placed her hand in mines.
    “Dance with me, please.”
    I didn’t have to ask her twice as we stood and she willingly came into my arms without any resistance. She was a perfect fit for my body. I felt like she was the missing piece to my puzzle. In that moment, every woman of my past fell away into the darkest recesses of my mind, including Alyssa who mothered my child.
    I only had one woman on my mind and it was the woman that I held in my arms. I knew she felt the evidence of my arousal as she melted into my masculine hardness. I pulled her even closer, if that was even possible, as we moved closer to the slow, smooth jazzy beat of the music.
    I bent my head to inhale her sweet scent. The rest of our meal lie on the table forgotten as we were each caught up in our mutual web of desire. I pulled back and lifted Madelyn’s chin to peer into her eyes. Her lips were shiny and wet, begging to be kissed.
    My head swooped down like an eagle in flight honing in on its prey to steal a kiss from her succulent, sweet, tempting lips.  I swallowed the surprised gasp from her unsuspecting mouth. My tongue entered her mouth to duel with the sweet taste of her tongue, which tasted of wine and chocolate.
    My hand slid down to the small of her back before dipping lower to her curvaceous ass and pressed her closer to my growing arousal. She whimpered as her arms tightened around my neck to hold on to the building storm of our budding desire for each other.
    My heartbeat raced at an accelerated pace as her softness and scent overwhelmed my already titillated senses. I didn’t want to come across to boldly and scare her away, but she was making it impossibly hard to constrain my sexual desire. I attempted to pull away, but our lips desperately clung together of their own volition.
    “We better stop,” I muttered against her pliable lips. I had found the will from some deep source to try and pull away from her sweet kisses.
    “Please don’t stop,” she begged with wantonness.
    “Are you sure?” I asked searching her eyes for any doubt.
    “I am positive. I don’t know what it is about you, but I need you so much right now,” she admitted.
    I beseeched her eyes and saw the same desire that afflicted me was mirrored in her own eyes. I knew that, once the boat docked for the night, it would be at our disposal until noon the next day, if we desired to spend the night. I made the decision to follow my heart as I took her hand in mines and led