Smoke and Smolder by Grace McGinty

Smoke and Smolder by Grace McGinty

Author:Grace McGinty [McGinty, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-13T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 10

It’s not every day that she stumbled into her kitchen, desperate for a cup of coffee and instead finds a very nice naked butt peeking out of her fridge. The ass in question belonged to a very lean and well-tanned Oliver. The man didn’t have a tan line in sight, which led Azar to believe that perhaps he did this naked thing often.

She cleared her throat to get his attention. Oliver turned from the fridge, a carton of milk still in his hand. He didn’t even bother to cover anything, obviously completely at ease with his nudity.

“Good morning,” he yawned as he took a swig out of the bottle.

Azar’s jaw dropped to the floor. Now she understood why Oliver spent a lot of time naked. Hell, if she was a man as blessed as he was in that department, she too would spend all her time naked and have absolutely no shame whatsoever. He placed the milk on the counter and set the coffee to percolate.

“Don’t take this as a complaint, because you are very pretty, but why are you wandering around my kitchen naked?” Azar had to ask, as she desperately tried to keep her gaze focused on his face and not anywhere else. Like his well-defined abs, or that impressive V where his hips ran into other things.

Oliver grinned. “Like what you see? I slept in my other form last night, and I can’t do that in jeans.” He sauntered over to the couch and picked up the aforementioned pants, which made the muscles in his thighs ripple as he bent over. “You know you wanna touch these buns,” he teased over his shoulder.

Azar grinned to herself. She clenched her fist and let the fire heat up in her hand. A girl deserved a bit of fun when she had several death threats hanging over her head.

“You know, you’re so right. I do want to touch,” she purred, sashaying over to him. She ran a hand over the hard muscles of his ass, and then pulled back her hand and slapped it. She seared a perfectly shaped hand print onto his ass. Not with enough heat to do any serious injury, just enough to be like a bad sunburn.

All the same, it made Oliver jump about three feet into the air and actually yowl like a scalded cat He turned around rubbing his ass cheek and Azar ran over to the other side of the kitchen, putting the breakfast bar between them. She could barely breathe she was laughing so hard.

“I’m going to get you back for that.” He was trying to look at the red mark over his shoulder. She watched him walk in circles, chasing his own tail to try and get a good look. Tears of laughter ran down her face at the sight. “I need aloe vera, it burns," he whined.

“Now you’ll know better than to walk around naked and make open ended offers to an Ifrit. If you play with fire, you are going to get burnt," Azar laughed.



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