Chloe shifted, pulling his thoughts back to the present. When he focused on her, her eyes widened with curiosity, and she leaned forward, affording him a view of her sexy cleavage. In that instant, his cock grew another inch and his thoughts raced with erotic images and scintillating ideas. As he formulated a scandalous plan, he glanced around and took in the empty bar stools and the few patrons who were seated at nearby tables. Nice and quiet. Perfect for what he had in mind. He plopped the frozen strawberries back into the bowl. “Perhaps you’d like to come back here and show me exactly how you like it.”
Chloe climbed down from her stool and he could feel her desire, her need. Oddly enough, it was a need that matched his. Slow seductive movement carried her around to his side of the bar, giving him ample time to take in her soft curves and long, shapely legs. As she rounded the corner, her sweet feminine scent reached his nostrils and nearly drove him to his knees in a quivering mass of lust. Fuck, he hadn’t felt raw hunger like this in a long time, if ever. Her scent was an enticing combination of arousal and spiced vanilla. The aroma did the most ridiculous things to his libido.
Her sweet yet seductive glance went from him, to the blender, back to him again. As they exchanged a long, lingering look, something in his gut clenched and he couldn’t believe how much he wanted her, how desperate he was to taste her. Her body. Her lips. Between her legs.
Her smile was like an aphrodisiacal elixir, causing his cock to throb to the point of pain. He shook his head and blew a slow breath to center himself. By God he was going to make this so fucking good for her. He returned the smile and gestured with a wave of his hand. “By all means, Chloe,” he said, his voice dripping with promise. “Show me exactly how you like it.”
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And show him she would. Although she suspected a man like Jared needed no instructions. He looked like the kind of guy who knew his way around a woman’s body. Expertly. Skillfully.
Frequently.
But still, it’d be fun to tease and play, and to have a man want her again. Really want her. Even if only sexually. Because the last thing she was looking for was anything that resembled a relationship. She just wanted a wild fling with a sexy bartender. Nothing more. Nothing less. Except maybe a few erotic memories to draw on during the coldest of nights back home.
After lecturing herself on what she needed, and what she didn’t, she shimmied in front of him, making sure to rub her body against his. The warm scent of his skin reached her nostrils and teased all her senses. As his seductive heat reached out to her, his hard muscles felt erotic against her softness. God, she’d never felt such raw strength before, such magnetism. His sheer size and power really brought out the woman in her in ways that made her completely mad with desire.
Chloe added a dash of lime and a pinch of sugar to the two ounces of rum already in the blender. As her entire body quaked in a way it had never quaked before, she worked to keep her voice steady when speaking. “Now you need to drop in the strawberries one at a time, slowly, carefully, adding just the right amount at just the precise moment until you get the perfect creamy texture.” Her own suggestive words began to heat her up and she could hardly believe how naughty she was acting.
She glanced over her shoulders and watched Jared’s powerful muscles bunch. His nostrils flared, his throat worked as he swallowed and he seemed like he was in pure agony. Her gaze traveled to his eyes, taking note of the rich amber ring, which seemed to grow, intensify and overshadow the green. He looked so passionate, so feral. Lord, it thrilled her to know that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. It bolstered her confidence and made her feel powerful, sexy…wild.
“Creamy is good,” he said, his voice deep and raspy. When she turned back around he took one predatory step closer and looked over her shoulder. As he leaned into her, his breath felt hot and seductive on her neck. A shiver prowled through her and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do to stop her body from shaking.
He burrowed closer. Sensual overload nearly fried her brain and, she suspected, the sexually scented gush of moisture between her legs hadn’t gone unnoticed by him. His hard cock pressed against the small of her back, alerting her to his arousal. Moisture pooled on her tongue, and she itched to take every inch of this luscious man into her mouth. She added one strawberry to the mix and blended the concoction together, noting the way it had already begun to thicken.
His fingers closed over her hips and burned her flesh. He put his mouth close to her ear and whispered in a low tone, “Is it creamy yet, Chloe?”
Good Lord, it was creamy all right. Or rather, she was creamy. Hot, wet, creamy and aching for a rock-hard cock. Just like the one pressing into her back. She reached for another berry, but her hands were so damn shaky it slipped from her fingers and rolled onto the sandy floor, ruined.
She stepped back, her body bumping against Jared’s. She made an attempt to retrieve the berry, but Jared stopped her. “Here, let me get that for you.” In one fluid moment, Jared moved in front of her—a suggestive look in his eyes. With his chest crushed
