My Sister's Shoes (Little Black Box, Book 1) by Cherrie Mack Read Free Book Online

apprehension made her curious, but she insisted nicely, “Please?”
    “Fine. Come over here.”
    The butterflies she felt invade her stomach when he first blindfolded her were back. And the anticipation of his touch, simple as it might be, had her feeling restless. She slowly made her way over to him. His smirk had her staring at his lips. Would his kiss be gentle or rough, she wondered. Would he ask or take? She began to notice every enticing characteristic about Angelo, from his sexy smile to his strong yet gentle touch.
    He held out the blindfold. “Turn around.” He placed the silky material over her eyes and tied it. He directed her toward a station. His touch, not as tender as before, seemed more mechanical. Allie stopped and lifted the blindfold up a smidgen. She peeked out, asking, “Can I sit?”
    Angelo hoisted her up and sat her on the edge of the counter. “There. Is that better?” His hands rested on her waist. She placed the blindfold back in its rightful position. “Yes. I’m ready.”
    She felt his hands linger at her waist and then slowly drag over her upper thighs. When he pulled away, he left a chill along her skin and a dull ache between her legs. His silence and her inability to see left her with nothing but a fantasy of a sexual interlude with a man she originally thought unappealing. Her breath came in dizzying gasps as she tried hard to control her breathing. Allie chewed her top lip and nervously fingered the blindfold as pictures of Angelo’s hands on her body invaded her mind. Fighting to keep her oncoming arousal at bay, her nerves gave way to involuntary pulses throughout her body. Stoking a need to be calm, she held her breath and let it out slowly. “Are you there?” she whispered.
    Feeling his warmth directly in front of her, she sought him out by placing her hand on his chest. A smile pulled at the corner of her mouth as she realized that under his hard exterior was a heart that she noticed was beating quite fast. It made him vulnerable. Allie splayed her fingers wide to feel its thumping, and he quickly covered her hand with his own.
    “I’m here.” He slowly lowered her hand to her side and stepped away.
    She inhaled deeply and giggled, blowing out a nervous breath. Although she couldn’t see him, she could feel him watching. The small space between them pulled at her until she felt herself straighten her posture and thrust her chest forward in a tempting gesture. Her bottom lip trembled as he remained quiet. Finally, Allie conjured the nerve to break the silence. “Are you going to test me now?”
    “Ssh,” he whispered as he slowly opened her legs to stand in between. She could feel his hot breath brush her skin and her nipples tighten in reaction to his closeness. Every nerve ending came alive under his simple touch, and her body hummed with excitement. Allie struggled to make sense of her desire to be kissed as her body gravitated toward his. She wet her lips to prepare for the moment his lips would touch hers when a movement startled her. Suddenly the scent of parsley surrounded her.
    “Well? Can you tell me what herb that is?” His melodious tone of voice sounded different, almost monotone. Disappointment fisted in the pit of her stomach as she realized his intention did not include a kiss. She choked out, “Parsley.”
    “Very good. And this one?”
    “Chives?”
    “Excellent. One more.”
    “Thyme.”
    “Well done.” He stepped away, leaving a cold emptiness Allie never felt before. She pulled the blindfold off and set it down as she watched him. The emotional void made her want to cry out as she tried to reconcile her feelings. Angelo was acting distant. He didn’t glance her way as he took off his chef uniform. When he finally looked over at her, his eyes briefly looked away and then back again. “Did you like the blindfold?”
    Was that disappointment she saw in his eyes? Allie reached up and massaged her neck, trying to look nonchalant. She needed to