Murder Love on the Menu by Dyann Love Barr

Author:Dyann Love Barr [Barr, Dyann Love]
Language: eng, fra, ita
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled;Select;Eat. Love. Murder.;Dyann Love Barr;Suspense;chef;enemies to lovers;fake engagement
Goodreads: 25988708
Publisher: Entangled: Select Suspense
Published: 2015-08-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Jordan had never done it in a maintenance closet. Maybe he was high from the cleaning fluids stored on the shelves. Whatever made him crazy with need was amplified by Tilly’s nimble fingers tugging at the metal fastener of his jeans. His cock sprang free, and her talented hands worked him with sure, steady strokes.

“You want it fast and dirty, you got it,” he growled at the feel of her hands caressing his heated flesh. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her black chef’s pants and brought them down, panties and all. He slipped his hand over the curve of her mound and found her wet and ready.

She stepped out of her pants and leaned against the wall. He couldn’t see much in the darkness of the closet, but her breathing hitched at the intimate penetration of his finger. A quick flick of her clit with his thumb made her cry out.

“If you don’t do somethin’ soon”—her sweet whiskey moan echoed his passion—“I’m gonna die.”

“You got it.” He lifted her up until her legs were wrapped around his waist and he could position his cock against her awaiting warmth. In one sure thrust, he was buried inside her heat.

She pulled him closer until her mouth fused with his. The kiss tasted of all the dark sweetness in the world. One kiss would never be enough. His tongue stroked hers, building the heat. He pumped into her body like a madman until she squealed out his name. Her body convulsed around his cock, squeezing until he had no choice but to follow her. His release nearly brought him to his knees. She panted and gripped his shoulders tight until he withdrew and set her on her feet.

He turned on the light and found her eyes glazed and a funny little smile on her face. “Yeah. I’d say copacetic is the correct word.”

“Copa-what?”

The silly grin made him feel like a superhero. “We’re good.” He pulled a handful of paper towels from a roll on the shelves and wet them under the hose of the mop basin faucet. “Here. You’ll want to wash up before Patty gets you in the makeup chair.”

She blushed and accepted the towels. He took care of his own business, giving her a moment of privacy. It took her only few minutes to clean up and readjust her clothing.

“How do I look?” She smoothed down her chef’s jacket and brushed any lingering dust from her pants.

“Like a woman in love.” He planted a quick kiss on the tip of her nose. “Adorable.”

“No, do I look like I’ve been screwing Satan’s Chef in the janitor’s closet?”

“Not a bit. I’d never be able to tell that less than a minute ago you were calling out my name and begging for more.”

The shocked look on her face was priceless.

“Oh, my sweet baby Jesus.” She gave him a quick, light slap on the shoulder. “I was quiet as a mouse.”

One brow went up. “They must have some pretty loud mice in Tennessee.

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