For His Taste by Karolyn James Read Free Book Online

 It may not be
a dinner date but it’s food.  Smells like good food.”
    “You want to stay?  With me?”
    “Of course I do.  But there’s one
rule…”
    Beth knew it was coming then. 
Bobby would tell her they would just be friends, hang out, talk. 
    “I need to do something,” Bobby
said and then he turned and trotted to the front of the bakery. 
    Bobby turned the lock on the door
and then checked the light switches.  His pointer finger hurried between the
three switches, and he guessed which one to turn off.  It was the switch he
hoped to find, turning off all the lights in the front of the bakery other than
the ones right above the counter.  It gave a sexy lighting effect, leaving Beth
standing in her own beautiful glory. 
    As he walked back to the counter
and then cut left to walk around the counter, he knew something was going to
happen.
    Something big.
    Something really big.

 
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    Beth faced the large bowl of
batter and started to stir it.  Her hand shook, matching the way her body
felt.  She sensed Bobby walking up behind her.  She wasn’t sure what the next
move should be so she just stayed put, focused on the cupcake batter.
    The thick batter churned as Bobby
stood just a foot away from Beth.
    She waited for him to touch her but
Bobby had other plans at first.  He stood, knowing she couldn’t see him,
letting his eyes draw lines along her body, tracing her amazing curves.  He
never understood why a woman like Beth didn’t have the confidence she deserved
to have.  Bobby considered all women to be beautiful but those who had that something
extra were that much more special.  And there was something about Beth,
beyond her weight and size, that really called to him.  The fact that she
didn’t hide away from the gunpoint robbery made her tough, real, and honest.
    Bobby loved a woman like that.
    His left hand came forward and made
a cupping position as though he wanted to touch Beth’s thick side.  He did want
to, but he didn’t.  Instead, he stepped to the left and worked his way next to
Beth.
    “What are we making?” he asked.
    Beth looked at him and swallowed
hard.  The sexual tension between them grew by the second.
    “Chocolate strawberry cupcakes,”
she replied. 
    “Sounds delicious.”
    “They are,” Beth said.  “The best.”
    She moved the spoon again in the
batter.
    Bobby felt like groaning.  He put
out a finger and asked, “May I?”
    “Try it,” Beth said.
    Bobby dug into the batter and
lifted his finger out.  He brought his finger to his mouth and tasted the
amazing chocolate and strawberry mixture. 
    It was perfect.
    Just perfect.
    “Damn perfect,” Bobby whispered. 
“This is damn perfect.”
    “I’ll take that as a compliment,”
Beth said.  Her heart bounced and fluttered.  People told her everyday how
great her baking was but to hear from a man as sexy as Bobby, it felt ten times
better.  Beth looked at Bobby from the corner of her eye, and saw the way he
looked at her. 
    “In fact,” Bobby said, “I’m going
to taste some more…”
    He reached back down, using a
different finger.  As he brought it up, something finally triggered in Beth. 
As she gazed upon the bakery thinking about her life and everything she had
accomplished and everything she had left behind and purposely ignored, a little
spark ignited.  The passion for lust and sex she had forced to become passion
for baking suddenly changed, leaving Beth hot and wet in all the right spots.
    She saw Bobby’s finger moving
towards his mouth and an uncomfortable urge came over her.  Before she could
even contemplate what her gesture would do, Beth opened her mouth and attacked
Bobby’s finger.  Her lips were tight around his middle finger, sucking the
chocolate off.  Her eyes met with Bobby’s, seeing just how surprised he was.
    “Oh, Beth,” he whispered and then
moaned.
    Beth ran her tongue along Bobby’s
finger then curled her tongue, following his finger up as she