Why You Should Never Kiss A Grump by Erin Nicholas

Author:Erin Nicholas [Nicholas, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EN Fiction, Inc.
Published: 2023-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

EIGHT

Her eyes widened. “Me? On the table?”

“Now.” He fisted his hands at his sides. He wanted her to follow his commands freely.

“Why not go upstairs? To the bed?”

He gave her a half smile. “Haven’t you heard? I’m not into conventional sex.”

She rolled her eyes. “I remember. The nipple clamps.”

As usual, his body tightened in response to hearing her talk about things he’d never imagined her even knowing about.

“And you mentioned something about more than one woman,” she added.

“Well, there’s a spectrum of unconventional,” he told her.

“Ah.”

“Kitchen tables are not quite as far along the spectrum as ménages. Or, say, orgies.”

She narrowed her eyes. “Good to know.” Then she glanced around the kitchen. “It’s the middle of the day.”

“Yep.”

“There are lots of windows down here.”

“Yep.”

“Someone might come by.”

“They might.”

“I…”

“Table. Now, Sara.” He wouldn’t repeat it too many more times. He could quite easily put her on the table. But he wanted to watch her get up there, lay back and offer herself up to him.

Finally, with a deep breath, she slid from the counter and padded across the linoleum to the table. He watched her breasts bounce slightly, the sway of her hips and the flush of excitement on her skin. She was breathing faster than usual.

He smiled. She’d started this.

“I brought your mail too,” he said.

She turned to face him, the table right behind her. She braced her hands on the top of the table and pushed herself up to sit on the edge. “Thanks.”

“There was a package.”

“Oh?”

“Right there.”

She looked in the direction he was pointing. The box from Scandalous Somethings sat at the other end of the table.

“Oh!” she exclaimed. “It came!” She hopped back down to the floor, seeming oblivious to her nakedness and the windows suddenly.

The box was, of course, already open and she gave him a grin when she noticed. Mac forced himself to stay where he was. For now.

She took everything out of the box, laying it on the table, like it was her birthday or Christmas morning.

“I’ve been wondering about this,” she said, turning to face him and unscrewing the lid to one of the jars of body powder. She watched him as she lifted her index finger to her mouth and slid it past her lips. Withdrawing the wet digit, she dipped it into the jar, then pulled it out covered with yellow powder. She licked her tongue along the length of her finger. Slowly. Twice.

“You’re not laying on the table,” he said, crossing his arms and intentionally looking displeased.

She wasn’t buying it. “No, I’m not. Yet.” She crossed to where he stood. Her nipples were erect, her pulse beating rapidly at the hollow of her throat. Her eyes held mischief. She dipped her finger into the jar again and then held it up to him.

He circled her wrist with his hand, tugging her forward, until her breasts brushed the soft cotton of his T-shirt. She sucked in a quick breath and he smiled, feeling hungry suddenly. His closed his lips around her finger, his eyes locked on hers.

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