Recipe for Satisfacton(37)

He intended to lick the chocolate off her finger, but Sterling quickly pulled away. When he looked up, he was greeted with a shy grin offset by a wicked gleam in her eyes.

After his second attempt to capture her finger she brought it to her mouth. Her tongue darted out and licked the tip, then her plump lips captured her finger. She whimpered—or maybe it was his own whimper…he couldn’t tell over the rush of heat that raced through his body. He knew all too well what she could do with those lips. But he could play games, too.

Reaching for the bowl of mousse, he scooped a dollop with his finger, then circled it around her rosy nipples.

“I like where you’re going with this,” she murmured, and licked the remaining chocolate from her finger.

He sucked one nipple coated in chocolate, swirling his tongue around the peak. With his hands splayed across her back, he drew her tighter against his mouth.

“Jack?” Sterling moaned, a low groan that came from somewhere deep. Her hands fisted in his hair and he knew she was holding back, keeping herself from pushing his head down to the place she needed it the most.

He looked up as he switched to the other nipple and caught her eyes rolling back just as they shut tight. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips parted. It had been so long since he’d seen a woman let go from pleasure. But this woman still had a ways to go.

“Do you like what I can do with my tongue, Sterling?” He lowered, bringing himself eye level with the heaven he knew waited for him. Not stopping for her answer, he put his hands to work and undid the top button on her pants. Her stomach jumped with every slow release of the teeth of her zipper.

He slid her pants down, taking with them her sensible cotton thong, revealing creamy, soft thighs he couldn’t wait to feel gripping the sides of his face. When her pants hit the floor, he straightened, letting his body glide against hers while he pulled his own shirt over his head. He loved the feel, the heat, of her nakedness against him.

He pushed aside the dessert plates—one fell over the edge into the sink with a clatter. She jumped when he grabbed her bottom and lifted, placing her on the cool granite. Making a circle with his finger, he motioned for her to spread across the length of the breakfast bar.

Her body and face gave away her nervousness; she shook with every slight movement and refused to make eye contact.

Jack moved to the end of the counter and grabbed her feet. Her toenails were a perfect pink, her skin as soft as satin. He snaked his hands up her calves to her knees, where he spread her legs open, revealing her tender flesh.

She leaned back, resting her hands palm-down behind her on the counter. Her breasts jutted out, tiny smears of chocolate still covering her skin.

He moved up, his thumbs sliding across the inside of her thighs, but he bypassed her center. Taking her hips, he dragged her forward until her bottom rested just at the edge of the counter. His tongue licked at her breasts, then he captured her lips.

Something took over when Sterling was around. Something animalistic. Primal.

“Jack?” Her voice shook, just like her body. “I can’t lose this job.”

He tensed. Putting her in this position wasn’t being the better man.

Letting out as much sexual frustration as he could, he exhaled deeply. He may want her in the most physical way possible, but not if she wasn’t one hundred percent on board.

“You’re beautiful.” Jack nipped at her lips, slow, lazy kisses. “And I want you. So very badly.” He cupped her face. “But you have to know that this is completely separate from the job I’ve hired you to do.”

A soft smile appeared on her face. “Are you giving me permission to sleep with the boss?”

“You have my full permission.” He slipped his hand between her legs. He wasn’t surprised when he found her hot and slick. “Mmm…just the way I like you. Ready.”

“Jack?” She bit her bottom lip. Desire burned in her eyes but her face expressed her hesitancy.

He leaned in, whispering in her ear, “You’re always ready for me, Sterling.” Placing openmouthed kisses along her jaw, he moved toward her neck, locating the spot just below her ear, and bit down.

Her head fell back, exposing the long line of her neck.

“Our arrangement is about having fun. Doing things that excite you.”

His fingers moved inside her folds, rubbing her tender flesh. When his other hand rubbed at her clit, she shuddered.

“Does this excite you, Sterling?”

“Yes.” A long, low moan escaped from her throat. “God, yes.”

She stumbled back, her hands skidding against the granite, but she let herself fall away, opening her legs wider and raising her hands above her head, luxuriating in his touch.