Sweet Nothings: A Karma Café Novella by Tawny Weber Read Free Book Online Page B

chasing him he wanted to be with.
    But he knew, at this very moment, that he’d never been this lucky. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. The lithe expanse of bare skin hypnotized as she moved with an unselfconscious grace that made his mouth water.
    Her gaze locked on his, she strode to the counter and scooped up two fingersful of the sweet apples off the plate. Her eyes still heavy and her red lips curved in a seductive invitation, she slipped one finger into her mouth.
    And sucked.
    The blood dove out of his brain so fast, all he heard was the rush as it flew south. He damn near exploded.
    He made a desperate grab at his discipline.
    This was crazy. Out of line. He took a deep breath, sure there was some form of self-control in the air.
    Before his lungs could find it, she stepped closer. A wickedly sweet smile played over her full lips as she lifted her other finger, one still covered in apple juices.
    His eyes locked on hers, he wrapped his lips around her.
    Sweet. Spiced sweetness with an addicting edge.
    He groaned, desperately hoping that the sound was only in his head. Her smile, sliding further into the wicked than the sweet, made it clear she’d heard him loud and clear.
    “You like?” she asked in a husky whisper as she stepped away and licked her finger again. The way she tilted her head made it clear she was asking about more than the taste of dessert.
    She held her hands wide, a clear invitation.
    He couldn’t resist.
    The tempting scent of cinnamon and apples filled senses as he took in the sight. His head swirled a little, all arguments, all reason fading as he looked at vision before him.
    Bianca was his every dream come true.
    Her black bra contrasted vividly against alabaster white skin, as much in color as texture. Lace over silk. She was beautifully curved, slender lines so smooth and inviting. Her breasts, the size of the juicy Delicious apples that grew on his tree back home, were barely contained in the delicate lace. Almost as if begging his fingers to finish covering them. To weigh each one, to squeeze and test its firmness.
    He reached for her before he realized what he was doing. It was as if he was in a fog, unable to think clearly, or to talk himself out of the need he had to taste her. Reason, logic, hell his own name, they all blurred.
    Bianca was everything.
    And she was moving backward, toward the bedroom.
    What’s a guy to do but follow?
    Thankfully, she stopped before she could actually reach the bed. His hands slid over her shoulders. Her skin was pure silk, warm and inviting. Then she stepped into his arms, smiling up at him in a way that said she was ready for anything he could dish up.
    A little voice in the back of his head warned that he shouldn’t be dishing a damned thing. He should step away, drop his hands and behave like a gentleman.
    The sexy promise in Bianca’s eyes, the full invitation of her lips, made it hard to listen to that nagging little voice.
    Jacob gave in to his body’s demands, lowered his head and took her mouth.
    Damn, he groaned silently. She was delicious.
    He tasted the apples, sweet and tart at the same time.
    The taste of her flipped a switch, completely ending all of the doubts, the logical arguments his blood-deprived little voice had been trying to marshal, they disappeared.
    Gone.
    The only thing in his world now was Bianca.
    He molded her soft lips beneath his, sipping at the fullness before sliding his tongue along the crease. She was so sweet. So delicate.
    His tongue touched the tip of hers, and it was as if he’d hit the go button. Suddenly her mouth was voracious. She sucked the tip of his tongue into her hot depths, the friction making his dick throb.
    He was so obsessed with what she was doing to his mouth that he didn’t even notice that she’d pushed up his shirt until her fingers scraped his chest. His body went into overdrive when she drew her nails over his stiff nipples, sucking hard on his tongue at the same time.
    Ready to