Seduced by Chocolate by Celia Kyle, Lizzie Lynn Lee Read Free Book Online

Chapter One
     
    Linc had been avoiding his visit to Charly’s Chocolate Factory for three days, five hours and thirty-seven minutes. No, he glanced at his watch, make that thirty-eight minutes.
    Standing outside the shop, he glared at the displays of Luscious Lips, lip-shaped confections, and Cherry Berries, nipple-shaped chocolate-covered cherries, all of which had been deemed inappropriate by the building’s new owners. Every item in Charly’s was somehow lewd, crude, and sensually delicious.
    He didn’t know from personal experience, of course, but all of the women in the office raved about her Peanut Penises, peanut sprinkled penis shaped candies…the peanuts, naturally, outlined the, ahem, head area. He wasn’t a prude. Truly. But he usually preferred his bedroom toys to stay in the bedroom where they belonged.
    Well, there was no way around it. Charly, in all her confectioner’s glory, was headed for the streets. No lease renewal, no extension, nothing. At the end of the month, she was getting the boot.
    With a sigh, he tugged on the front door, the bell ringing at his entrance. A young man wiped the tables while a woman counted down the till at the counter.
    “Uh, sorry, sir, but we’re closed.” The young man sounded unsure, tentative, as if Linc would rip his head off for speaking.
    He didn’t look that scary, did he? He admitted that his size worked to intimidate some, but he’d never tried to strong arm anyone. “I’m looking for Charly. It’s a personal matter.”
    “Oh.” The man blushed. “Charly’s in the back, working on tomorrow’s orders. Go on through.”
    With a nod, Linc did as instructed, weaving his way around the tables and upended chairs while heading toward the sign that read “Employees Only.” Once behind the curtain that cordoned off the bakery from the customer’s area, Linc froze.
    Back there, hiding behind the curtain, was a woman of amazing beauty. She had shoulder length black hair done up in teeny tiny braids. Her skin was the color of smooth milk chocolate. From the side he could see her light brown eyes sparkling as she mixed up a batch of some sort of chocolate confection, the mixture almost matching her skin. Her nose was pert, tipped up at the end, and her lips were the color of ripe berries, full and luscious and infinitely kissable.
    Linc’s gaze traveled further south, admiring the generous swell of her breasts, the tucked in line of her waist and the flare of her hips as she turned away from him. Her bottom was round and plump, perfect for grabbing and pounding into. Just plain perfect. Everything about her screamed “fuck me, hard and fast,” yet at the same time, whispered “be gentle.” He couldn’t decide how he wanted her first.
    His cock throbbed and ached in his four-hundred-dollar slacks, letting him know how much he wanted this black beauty. He wanted, no, needed, her more than his next breath, needed her like he needed life. He remained still, watching as she poured ingredient after ingredient into the large double boiler on the enormous stove, mixing something that smelled heavenly and probably tasted even better. She dipped her finger into the mixture and licked off the chocolate that coated the tip. How he wanted to be that finger, that chocolate, anything to get into her mouth and relish the taste of her sweetness. She had to taste sweet and sultry and exotic. No woman could look as luscious as she did without tasting like chocolate and sunshine.
    Her hips swayed to the beat of her song, moving to the music she created. His cock ached, wanted him to sidle up to her, scoot behind and grind his dick against her voluptuous ass. He belonged there, with her, next to her, by her side.
    Never had he felt such a punch of lust in his gut—like he just had to sink inside a woman, this woman, right now. There was something about her, something that made him primal and wanting and protective all at once. He wondered if there was something going on