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“Come in.” She bit her lip and looked around as though she wasn’t sure where to go.
I entered and asked, “Want it on the kitchen table?” Joyelle’s cheeks turned bright red. Did I miss something?
“Would you like it somewhere else?” I asked, holding up the box containing our dessert.
Her gorgeous eyes widened, and she chuckled. “The kitchen is fine, thank you.” I followed her to the kitchen and placed the box on the table. “Decaf or regular?” she asked.
“Regular.”
As she put the filter in the coffeemaker, I noticed her hands trembling again. I stepped closer to her and asked, “What’s wrong?” She spun around, and the open bag of coffee grounds slammed into my chest. The contents flew into the air and fell all over me.
“Oh, my God, I’m sorry,” she blurted.
She started brushing it off me, but all I felt was her hands roaming across my chest. I reached out and grabbed hold of her hands, holding them still against me. Looking down at her, I smiled and winked, “I’ll pass on the cream.”
Joyelle said, “Is there anything…I can…do to…make it up to you?”
Fuck yes!
I leaned over and said, “I believe a kiss would be a good start.”
Joyelle rose on tiptoe, and when her lips were just inches from mine, she asked, “Only one?”
I could see the reflection of my own hunger burning in her eyes. “One that lasts all night,” I replied as I claimed her lips. I felt her tense briefly and then melt against me. Her lips parted, and her tongue urged mine to do the same. Although I wanted to lead, I sensed she needed to control the pace.
I released her hands and wrapped my arms around her waist, lifting her high into my arms. The feel of her breasts pressed against my chest was enough to get my cock aching to be deep inside of her.
“Oh, my God. Pretend I’m not here,” a woman’s voice said from behind me.
That’s impossible.Joyelle pulled away as I released my hold.
“Lizzy, what the hell are you doing here?” Joyelle asked.
“I’m sorry. I thought you two would still be at dinner. I forgot Snowball’s favorite toy. She’s been crying, and I think the neighbors are getting pissed off. I figured if I came and picked it up, maybe she’d stop whining,” Lizzy said. “I’ll be quick and you two can get back to what you were doing.”
I could feel the heat of the moment slipping away. Maybe it was a good thing, because if Lizzy hadn’t interrupted us I would’ve spent the night exploring every inch of Joyelle’s body. Instead, Lizzy said her goodbyes and the only sweet I got a taste of was the damn limoncello cake.
