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This woman was the definition of a temptress.
His cock wept to feel her wet heat. The anticipation was almost unbearable.
He slipped the bonbon past her lips and listened as she sighed her satisfaction. With the heat of her body and the scent of chocolate, he succumbed to a heady buzz. Palming her ass, he held her body flush with his. With their bodies pressed together, he rolled his hips, setting a sinfully slow pace as he rocked against her. She hummed a sexy melody as she feasted on the decadent treat and moved with him.
“Swallow it,” he whispered.
Those chameleon eyes, full of dirty promises, glittered as she complied.
With nothing off-limits, he dialed up his pace. She closed her eyes and pressed against his hard length. He’d never been a fan of dry humping until today. Consumed with yearning, he leaned in, ready to capture her bonbon mouth in a kiss, when she hummed that catchy melody again.
“What tune is that?” he whispered.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as the friction built between them. “Sweet, so sweet, hello to my favorite treat,” she sang against his lips.
He didn’t know if she had a next line. But he did. It was the first burst of creativity he’d had in ages. “What is this bliss? A dream girl with a bonbon kiss,” he finished, then gazed into her chameleon eyes. “Sing it back to me,” he breathed, lust building as a sensual rhythm took over.
“Sweet, so sweet, hello to my favorite treat. What is this bliss? A dream girl with a bonbon kiss,” she sang, changing up the melody to make the lyrics flow. “Should I write it down? It’s not bad,” she moaned, rocking her hips in time with his.
He brushed her hair to the side and kissed the smooth skin below her earlobe. “I won’t forget it.”
He wouldn’t.
He wasn’t replaying the lyrics in his head. They’d gone straight to his heart.
And like when he’d kissed her in the club, a rush of longing coupled with the spark of undeniable attraction left him with no choice. If he didn’t kiss this woman, he’d combust right there in her kitchen. He dipped his head and ended his agony. Their lips met, and like the lyrics promised, her bonbon kiss was heavenly bliss. He devoured her mouth, tasting and exploring. Nothing existed but the two of them and the symphony of sensations they unleashed when they gave in to desire.
Deeper and deeper, he fell under her chocolate-laced spell. He gripped her hips, helped her off the counter, then dropped to his knees.
“What are you doing down there, Mr. Paige?”
“I want to taste every inch of you,” he answered, unbuttoning her jean shorts, and he made a discovery that might keep him rock hard for the next decade. “You’re not wearing underwear.”
A sexy blush graced her cheeks. “I was in a hurry to shower and get dressed while Aria was on the phone with your foster parents. I forgot to put them on,” she replied when her sly smirk returned. “But I know where I could find a pair.”
“Oh yeah?” he replied and rubbed slow circles against her most sensitive place through the denim.
She moaned and clutched the edge of the counter. “My husband likes to carry them around in his pocket.”
She had him there.
“I’d like to propose an addendum to our arrangement.”
“I’m listening,” she panted as he dialed up his pace.
“You won’t have to worry about me pocketing your panties if you stop wearing them.”
“What kind of wife would I be if I went commando all over town?” she purred.
“The best kind,” he answered, lifting her tank top to press a kiss to her stomach.
She swayed her hips, bucking as her pleasure heightened. “If I give up panties, you have to do something for me.”
He licked a line to her hip. “Name it.”
“You’ll let me work a little Bonbon Barbie magic on you and agree to try some of my strategies.”
This woman had some restraint. She was on the cusp of flying over the edge, and she could still drive a hard bargain.
