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“Tyler,” I groan, hitting my head back against the wall.

“Feel me in you, El. Get there.” Grunting, he adjusts his grip on me to hold me up with one hand as he presses the pad of his finger against my clit with the other. And that’s it.

Detonating around him, the timer rings out as my throat closes around a scream, and Tyler buries himself in me one last time, stilling as he groans out his own release.

I feel him in me – growing, pulsating, filling me so completely to the point where I don’t think I’ll ever feel so full again.

“Just in time,” he rasps. “Better go check on your cookies.” Pulling back, he winks, and places me on my feet again.

I sway where I stand and wobble over on shaky legs to the oven, not caring that my ass is on full display for Tyler to ogle, even when I bend over to take the cookies out.

He groans behind me, and I hear him rezip his pants. “Sugar, you can’t be teasing me like that when I can so easily bend you over the table and take you from behind. Your glorious ass in my hands as I watch myself disappear inside of you. The curve of your spine as it arches back. Mmm,” he hums. “That would be a sight.”

Dizzy, I grip the tray of cookies until my knuckles turn white, and then practically slam it down on the work table.

Fanning them with a thin cutting board to help the cooling process along, it finally hits me that I’m in the café’s kitchen half-naked, and I hurry over to my discarded leggings.

“Don’t cover up on my account, sugar. I like the view.”

Laughing, I pull them on and shove my feet into my sneakers. “I’m sure you do.” Fixing the bun in my hair, I go back to check on my cookies. “Want to try one?”

“Yes,” he says quickly. “Sex and cookies. The perfect combination.”

“Is it? Let’s see.” I nod for him to take one.

Grabbing one off the tray, he bites into it and groans. “Ellie. Holy shit. This is perfect. You, and this cookie. Perfect combination.”

“Thank you?” Smiling, I take a cookie for myself. “Correction,” I say around a bite. “Youand this cookie are the perfect combination.”

“Agreed.” He winks, taking another one. “You owe me ten of these, by the way. I won the bet.”

I feel my cheeks pink slightly. “I’ll get a box.” Grabbing one from the front, I come back and place exactly ten cookies inside.

“I don’t get any extra for my services?”

I shove the box at him playfully. “Nope. But you can pick out a few more things from the front when you finish with the stove.”

“I forgot about that. You distracted me.” He smirks.

“And I don’t need to explain why to Courtney tomorrow,” I tell him. “So, finish.”

Smiling, Tyler swaggers over to the stove and gets back to work. “I like you a little bossy.”

“I’m sure you do,” I muse.

I clean the kitchen as he works, taking extra care to use plenty of disinfectant on the work table we were on. I can say, though, that I’ll never look at that spot the same again. Or the wall.

Shit.

I need to make sure Courtney isn’t in her usual perceptive way tomorrow, or she’ll know right away.

“Alright, I’m done,” he announces. “Test it out.”

Turning on all the burners to make sure they work, I spin to face him. “Thank you so much! You’ve earned your choice of treats from the front.”

“I just need one thing first,” he says, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me in for a long, slow kiss. “Now I’m ready for some actual sugar,” he murmurs against my lips, pulling away.

Tyler takes my hand and walks me out of the kitchen. He scans the various cases and starts to point at what he wants.

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