Inferno Anthology by Jessica Sorensen, Aleatha Romig, Kailin Gow, Cassia Leo, Lacey Weatherford, Liv Morris, Vi Keeland, Kimberly Knight, Addison Moore, Laurelin Paige Read Free Book Online Page B

men. Every time she took her overcoat off at the end of the class, male eyes turned her way. She had an exquisite way of filling out the snug jeans she always wore in class.
    “Is it true what they say about oysters?” Taryn asked.
    “I don’t know. What do they say about oysters?”
    Taryn shot him a quirky smirk. “You’re a chef. You were raised in France. You’re reported to be a sex machine. Don’t try to tell me you don’t know what everybody else says about oysters. I’m sure even your Nana knows.”
    “Oh, the sex thing.” He held up a perfect specimen. “These?”
    “Yes, those.”
    “Well, you know what? How ‘bout we cook all these babies up, serve them in a delicious, Italian inspired sauce and see what happens.”
    After pouring her a glass of ruby red wine, he poured some into the sauce he’d concocted.
    Within minutes each shellfish had cracked open, revealing the tender meat inside. Taryn artistically placed a few asparagus spears and glazed carrots onto two plates.
    “Dinner is served.” Errol spooned the oysters, clams and mussels into two large bowls.
    “Certainly smells enticing.”
    “Have you ever had oysters before?” He took his seat and looked at the uncertain grimace on her face.
    “I did… once… a long time ago. It didn’t look anything like this.”
    “Now,” Errol said as he picked up a shell and brought it to his mouth. “Let me tell you what I think about this whole aphrodisiac business. While some believe eating oysters will stir your libido, I think…” He slipped his tongue over the quivering mass of flesh atop the shell.
    Taryn had the exact reaction he was hoping for. Her eyes widened in shock, narrowed with intrigue then became heavily hooded with a secret longing to see more. He obliged, passing his tongue over the bulbous nub that attached the meat to the shell.
    Her lips parted.
    Yes, he thought as he watched her with growing interest. Tonight. The cat and mouse game had gone on long enough. He’d played the part of the caring mentor, the dictating chef and the pleasant host.
    Now it was time to see what she really had hidden beneath that prim exterior.
    He pried apart the black glistening shell of a mussel, exposing the dark meat; the perfect replica of a woman’s hidden lips. “Many men like to view this as the taste of a woman. See the resemblance.” He slipped his tongue along the tempting folds of flesh.
    “So, by your estimation, it’s not just oysters, it’s all shellfish.”
    “I guess it’s all in the way you look at it.” He pried the meat off the shell with a small fork and popped it into his mouth. “I mean, if you really want to examine the issue, let’s talk about bananas. Or, let’s have a look at that piece of asparagus on your plate.”
    She poked her fork into the asparagus and brought it to her parted lips.
    “Are you inspired?”
    Her features crinkled up into a funny grimace. “I get the banana, but this?”
    “Try it,” he urged, curious to see the workings of her mouth.
    She brought the tip of the asparagus into her mouth, closed her lips around it and gently pulled it back out, letting her lips gently stroke it.
    It was his turn to stare with hooded eyes. He shifted as his swiftly growing hard-on made him suddenly uncomfortable in his chair. Deeper, he wanted to say, but he let her find her own pace.
    Her tongue snaked out to lick dripping butter off the length of the spear then she slowly pushed the vegetable between her pouted lips. It all but disappeared in her mouth before she pulled it out, keeping an enticing amount of pressure of the lucky spear.
    “How’s that?” she asked with cool innocence.
    “Seems you’ve caught on pretty fast.”
    She bit the tip of the asparagus off and pointed the remainder at Errol. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I just wanted to lick the delicious butter off before eating it.”
    He grinned. The blend of naiveté and sensuality she displayed was precisely what