Todos los capítulos de SILENT DESIRES : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

What the hell? He scolded himself. You’re not some horny teenager. He reminded himself. No staring down her blouse."What would you like me to get for you?" she repeated in that sexy voice of hers. Damn, that mouth.He dragged his fascinated gaze away from it with a strength that deserved a gold medal. But nothing, not even God Himself, could cleanse his mind of the acts those curves and lips elicited. Acts that left him throbbing and greedy."The usual" he said stupidly. "Oh ermmm... I'm kinda new here." she said. "So I don't really know what your usual is" "I know" he said, and grinned at her. He didn't know exactly what he expected from her, but he certainly wasn't prepared for her shy smile. 

When she had come to his table, Savannah was conscious of her pulse leaping into a gallop as she met his steady gaze when he looked up from his phone. There was a riveting quality about his dark eyes, giving her the weird sensation of a laser probe straight to her heart.Her skin tingled as though hit by an electric charge. She’d met a lot of different men in her waitressing, career. Not one of them had made this kind of impact on her. She wanted to say,  "Don’t walk out of my life," but such a plea seemed too embarrassingly presumptuous. Given that she didn't know the guy and he wasn't even in her life. They were simply passersby, not occupying the same world, only this bit of serving him on a cool evening.He smiled a lot, she observed, showing off the flash of perfect white teeth. He was just trying to be friendly with the waitress. Some people were like

Savannah wasn’t quite sure what to make of this as she paced a safe distance from the restaurant, trying to leave herself an out if she needed to save face and just disappear. A sink hole might have been better, but she couldn’t conjure one at will. Running away in shame, though, she was familiar with—so she skulked three storefronts from the entrance.They had agreed to meet at the restaurant by seven thirty and it was a few minutes to eight. A few minutes normally meant nothing in terms of the wheel of life. But right now each second felt like torture and those tortures were adding up to to one big ball of fear. And it all rested right in her gut where desire should be right now, where happiness should be right now, where joy and, well—not quite love, but at least lust should be residing. Not this pit of despair.It’s only a few minutes minutes Savannah , it’s only seven minutes Savannah, she said repeat

He practically threw the folded napkin in his lap to hide what he thought must be the tallest raging hard-on ever.He coughed. “You took so long to call. I honestly got worried that you wouldn't?”Savannah smiled at him. "I'm sorry about that" she said. "But honestly, I just couldn't seem to make up my mind about calling" "Why?" he asked. "Well, I guess I was worried about looking desperate... Or something like that" she replied honestly. "There's no need to feel that way" he said. "Believe me, if there anyone who is desperate between the both of us, it's definitely me" Savannah smiled. "Yeah I highly doubt that" she said. "I'm serious." Matt said. "I kept thinking about you. Wanting you to call. And if you didn't..." he stopped talking. "What would have happened?" Savannah asked, still smiling. 

A man who very much desired her—and who was showing it, touch by touch.“Oh, oh!” she whispered, his hands slipping between her ass and the blanket, her naked bottom half exposed. Modesty disappeared, rational thinking went right out the window, they were just two people enjoying each others’ bodies and minds.Muscled arms pressed in the right places, his fingertips gently folding back her labia and his hot breath teasing her just before his tongue did its dance, flicking against the tender, red skin that craved his mouth so much.She bloomed with lust, every pulse of energy focused on her womanhood as he sucked her clit, slowly extracting the release within, entering and pulling back with two perfect fingers as he seemed to know exactly what to do to make her build to a climax. This wasn’t some shy guy who didn’t know his way around a woman’s body; she couldn’t control her shaking legs, a sign she was getting so close and, moreso,