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“So bossy.” She rolled her eyes as she stretched. She’d never felt so relaxed in her life. It was freaking glorious. “I don’t call in sick, so try again.”
“Fine.” He sighed. “Can you please text whoever it is you need to text and let them know you’ll be coming in much, much later today?”
The corners of her lips twitched. God, he was cute. “Why is that, exactly?”
“Brat.” He tugged at the corner of her towel but stopped short of removing it. “Unless you want me to text them?”
She could only stare at the gorgeous, chiseled man. Her mind was a muddled, foggy mess.
He climbed onto the bed and hovered above her, droplets of water clinging to his skin. Droplets she wanted to lick off.
She cleared her throat. “What’s the reason I’m going to be late again?”
Ever so slowly, he trailed his fingers from her bare calf to her inner thigh. “Because, baby, I plan on tasting every single inch of you this morning.”
Her mouth went dry, and her heart hammered in her chest.Oh god. Yes. Please.
“In fact, Roxanne, there are some parts I plan on tasting a few times.” His fingers stilled just millimeters away from dipping inside her throbbing pussy, and every part of her screamed in protest. With a mischievous grin, he withdrew his hand and stood from the bed. It took a few seconds before she registered that he was holding out her phone again. “Call it in, Rox.”
“Bossy,” she scolded again, though she secretly loved it.
His grin grew wider, and the corners of his eyes crinkled.
Grabbing her phone from him, she fired off a text to her employees.
Sorry for the short notice, but I’m going to be late today. Very late.
Her gaze traveled down Joe’s hard body, filing away each and every detail. She turned her attention back to her phone, and her thumbs flew across the screen.
Actually, may not make it in at all.
Once the texts successfully delivered, she powered down her phone and tossed it aside. In all the years she’d owned and operated Comfort Food, this was the first time—aside from when she’d been admitted to the hospital—that she had missed morning prep. Looking at the man in front of her, she knew the sacrifice would be worth it. She was going to enjoy every damn minute of it.
Leaning back on her elbows, she let the soft terry cloth fall to her sides. Color flooded Joe’s cheeks, and his eyes blazed.
That was all it took. One smoldering look from him, and her body responded. Breathing became harder as the wetness between her legs grew. The need to have his mouth on her, devouring her, left her trembling. She spread her knees, exposing herself to him.
“Now, I believe you mentioned something about... tasting?”
* * *
The air left Joe’s lungs in a whoosh.
Perfection. Roxanne was absolute fucking perfection.
Lying against the pillows, auburn hair spread like a halo around her bare shoulders, rosy nipples pert atop her perfect breasts, she watched him with stubborn challenge in her eyes.
How the hell had he gotten so damn lucky? Part of him wanted to pounce. But no. He would take his time appreciating the beauty and fire of the woman laid out before him.
His gaze moved down her flat stomach to the exquisite folds that he knew would be wet for him. He licked his lips in anticipation.
Hot damn.
Rox was all smooth skin—everywhere. A slow, devilish smile spread across his face. He hadn’t been lying earlier. He planned on tasting every last inch of her.
Moving to the end of the bed, he caught her ankle and tugged so she rested flat on her back, then kissed the arch of her foot. His free hand traced circles up her leg to her inner thigh, and his mouth followed, licking and nibbling. Inch by glorious fucking inch. He was nearly out of his mind, his cock heavy and aching, by the time he reached the juncture between her thighs. And by the sounds coming from Roxie, she was close to delirious as well.
He traced his fingers over her, teasing through her wetness, and circled the tight bud that pulsed beneath his touch. She arched toward him, moaning his name. He slipped two fingers into her heat and lowered his head to taste her, putting them both out of their misery at last.
