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I love how thrilled he is about this. It could be his chance to be a part of something he’s always longed to do.
“Ten.” Strogoff’s face scales crinkle. “I need my beauty sleep.” He snickers, and while I should laugh along, the sound grates across my skin like a nail file.
Jarrn laughs. How can he hold it back? This is a dream come true.
The lift doors sweep open.
“My floor,” Strogoff says, stepping out into the hall. He points Jarrn’s way as the doors start to close. “See you tomorrow. Be there and be amazed!”
The doors shut, and I sag against the wall, worn out from Strogoff’s high-strung personality. “Wow.”
“This is it, Delia,” Jarrn says, his voice so full of joy it makes my heart pinch. He lifts me up and gives me a big kiss. “This is the second most wonderful thing that’s happened in my life.”
He’s right. This could be the opportunity of a lifetime. “What’s number one?”
“You, Delia.” He claims my mouth again, then trails kisses across my neck. “You.”
The elevator pings at another floor. I’m tempted to lock it and see where our kisses take us, but Jarrn’s riding a something-amazing-is-happening-to-me high, and I’m there with him.
We leave the lift holding hands and walk down the hall toward the classrooms, entering just in time to hear the end of the introduction.
“Your basket items will be here shortly,” a Bulobard alien says.
We pause inside, taking in the various couples gazing raptly at the instructor while she speaks from behind a floating podium in the front of the room. She sweeps back and forth, her tentacled limbs dragging across the floor.
“Please select a station and we can begin!” the instructor says.
We hurry over to the only empty station and grin at each other.
“Inside your basket, you’ll find the . . . stimulating ingredients,” the Bulobard alien says, her bright smile displaying her awe-inspiring, two-inch fangs. “Pull them out and get started. You’ll find a recipe card on the counter.”
We dig into the basket.
“Vinetree flowers?” Jarrn asks with a chuckle, holding the small bunch up. “You feeling horny?’
Hell, yeah, I am. I’m buzzing whenever Jarrn’s around.
I pull out another package, staring down at it. “Fleezer strands.” I can’t stop laughing. “See? This is going to be fun.”
He leans close and whispers by my ear. “If you eat those, you’re going to be all over me.”
Chapter17
Jarrn
My body’s humming with excitement. Funny how the moment we stepped through the doors to this room I thought the live wire inside me was due to Strogoff’s bold suggestion that he had an offer that would amaze me. As soon as I saw the fleezer strands, though, the buzzing in my body moved below my waist and arrowed to my cock, which is already twitching in my pants.
Perhaps the Bulolard female has piped in aphrodisiac scents to enhance the experience, or maybe it’s the way Delia’s gaze is already shining with arousal at just the thought of what we’re going to “cook up” in class. One thing is certain, one part of my anatomy is alreadyupfor whatever comes next.
Delia slides between me and the large cooking station, taking special effort to make sure every inch of her back glides against every inch of my front.
“See?” She turns her head to give me a sexy smirk. “I wasn’t kidding when I said you’d like this class.” To punctuate her sentence, she shimmies, rubbing her ass against my pulsing staff.
Two can play at this game. I lean forward, bracketing her body as I place my hands on the counter, my lips a scant distance from her ear. “Let’s make certain to follow the recipe.”
I’ve always been a straightforward male and can’t recall a time in the past when I succeeded in lighthearted flirting. I guess that just changed, because the emphasis I placed on “recipe” would signal to even the most casual observer that what’s going to come next will have nothing to do with food.
She holds up the recipe card. “This is what we’re supposed to do.”
