Embrace the Darkness (The Maura Quinn Series Book 1) - Ashley N. Rostek Page 0,91

I wondered if Stefan had recorded his, as well?

He stopped walking to stand a few feet before me. Damn, he was sexy as hell in his suit. Downright drool worthy. It took some serious restraint to keep my eyes up when all I wanted to do was objectify every delicious inch of him.

“You have to know, it gutted me seeing that fear in your eyes and knowing I had to take part in putting it there.” He took another step closer, invading my space, and his hand came up to cup my cheek. His eyes were filled with such remorse as they locked with mine, pleadingly. He truly felt bad and I wanted to cave, but I could be stubbornly wicked sometimes.

“What can I do, baby?” he whispered, thinking I wasn’t going to relent. “What do I have to do to make it right?”

Ah, shit. I couldn’t take it anymore.

Splat!

We both stood in stunned silence as pieces of chocolate cake fell from Jamie’s shocked face. His hand dropped from my cheek and I curled my lips inward and bit down to stop myself from laughing. I hadn't exactly been thinking. I'd just reacted, wanting him to stop giving me those damn puppy dog eyes.

His surprise quickly washed away once he saw I was struggling not to laugh. His tongue slipped out to get a taste of the cake coating his lips before his hand wiped most of it off his face. “Do you feel better?” he grumbled. I could tell he wasn’t mad at me. The laughter in his eyes gave him away.

“Seeing how I was never mad at you to begin with? Yeah, I feel great.”

He nodded before the hand that had swiped away most of the cake from his face came up to mine and rubbed all over my mouth, cheek, and neck. I squealed as he smeared the remnants of the cake on my skin and I fought to hold back his hand from doing any more damage. He outsmarted me by wrapping his other arm around my back, pinning me closer to him before he started rubbing his face against mine. He chuckled evilly as I struggled to get away.

“Jamie!” I laughed, letting go of his cake-covered hand to push against his chest. Stupid move on my part because he just snaked those sticky fingers into my hair to get a better hold. I tried to dip backward, putting all my weight in his arms. He, of course, held me effortlessly.

“You started this,” he snickered before his lips slid over mine.

Smelling the chocolate on him, my tongue slipped out and licked at his lips. Jamie and chocolate? Yes, please! “Hmm…” I moaned.

He smiled against my lips. “Do I taste good?” he teased, his voice sounding husky. Oh, yeah.

My arms went up around his neck and I ran my fingers in his hair, pushing him more firmly against my lips. I deepened our kiss by plunging my chocolate-coated tongue into his mouth and brushed it along his.

We kissed, sucked, and licked at each other until it became too much and we had to break apart. Our breathing was labored. I felt hot and achy. I knew he felt the same from the hard bulge pressing into my stomach. Unable to control myself, I rocked myself against it.

“Maura,” he growled in warning.

I bit my lip to keep from smiling. I grabbed ahold of the lapels on his jacket. He let me push him backward until the back of his thighs hit the back of the couch.

I reached for his belt. “There’s another place I’d like to lick chocolate from,” I said as I undid his belt and pants. His eyes darkened with understanding. I pushed down his pants and briefs and let them fall at his ankles. I grabbed his cake-covered hand and brought it to his cock. “Stroke yourself,” I ordered, releasing his hand and taking a step back to watch.

His hand wrapped around the base of his thick member. With hooded eyes, he stroked upward to the tip before pulling back, smearing chocolate cake crumbles and frosting along the shaft. I licked my lips, imagining what he was going to taste like.

My eyes flicked back to his. “Rest against the couch and hold on.” He did as he was told. I knelt before him. My fingers slowly brushed against his thighs. Staring up at him, I dipped forward. My tongue lapped at his length, tasting the chocolate cake before I glided him into my mouth, wrapping