Drawing The Line (Mistaken Identity Series)

Author:Hubbard, Sylvia [Hubbard, Sylvia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: HubBooks Literary Service
Published: 2011-09-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

While Andrew went to lock the doors of their private room, Paul explained the delicate dessert to her. "Gaston's Desire is our good friend Mario's sweet concoction of specially made honey bread baked so light that it practically melts in your mouth. After the buns are made, Mario injects this delectable wine pudding inside that he only makes at this restaurant. This pastry is sold worldwide. You will never want another sweet for a very long time after you taste this one."

Andrew returned to them to sit beside Shane.

Her inner minx kicked in. "That will be impossible Paul," she said seriously.

"And why is that?"

"Because I'll always want you," she teased seductively.

Paul actually blushed, which he had not done in a long time and kissed her cheek for the delightful comment. She reached for the dessert, but Paul gently held her hand away and shook his head slowly.

"Andrew and I can't decide which one we like better. The pudding inside or the bun itself and we need for you to decide for us which one you prefer. Take one small bit just enough to taste," Paul enlightened.

Andrew picked up the first bun and raised it to her lips. Delicately she took a bite of the sweet dough and instantly knew Paul's description didn't come close to the savoring flavor that erupted in her mouth. A little of the pudding had gotten on the bottom on her lip, but instead of allowing her to lick it away, Paul took the honor, and let the tip of his lip traced hers from corner to corner.

Shane could feel heat rise between her legs at the hedonistic excitement he incited in her. Forgetting about the dessert, she parted her lips and dipped forward, tasting the wine on Paul's tongue from dinner with the flavor of the bun sending tingles through her brain waves. Her fingers moved to entwine in Paul's nape length hair, loving the feel of his softness between her fingers.

Paul had to reluctantly pull away and breathlessly asked, "Did you make up your mind?"

Shane couldn't very well make up her mind when she had lost it. "I'm still a little bewildered."

Rubbing his cheek against her own, Paul whispered, "Why don't you taste the pudding?" he suggested, nudging her face gently in Andrew's direction.

Andrew scooped the thick cream from the center of the bun and held it out for her to taste from his finger.

Shane leaned forward keeping eye contact with Andrew. Slowly she wrapped her tongue around the tip of his finger licking off every centimeter of pudding, and then she suckled Andrew's finger gradually into her mouth latching her lips firmly onto his skin.

Those eyes of mint green locked fervently on to her lips. Leaning down to her, he replaced his finger with his mouth. His hands moved down cupping her backside firmly and lifting her to his lap.

She was aroused by his need, which pressed against the back of her thigh long and hot as she sat in his lap crossways enjoying the lip play he executed with indulgence.

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