Page 9 of Her Chocolate His Bar

She could wax herself bald, and I wouldn’t give a fuck. As long as she let me have her, she could do anything she wanted.

And I wanted her so fucking bad.

Not just for sex. I mean, yeah, I wanted that. But I wanted more. I needed more. I had to own her. To possess her. To make her mine.

And that was just downright crazy. Hell, I’d hardly ever spoken more than a few words to her, exchanging pleasantries.

But I felt like I’d known her forever.

I sure heard plenty standing in that alley between her store and my bar. That space was a place for me to sort my thoughts. I’d used it ever since I’d leased the property with an option to buy.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, the walls of these buildings weren’t soundproof, and I’d heard her plenty these past few weeks.

Her staff loved her. Customers asked for her by name. She was an excellent businesswoman, and both clients and employees were loyal to her.

Best of all was her throaty laugh.

Fuck, I loved hearing her laugh.

She didn’t do it often enough, but maybe I could change that. Now that jerk ex of hers was out of her life, I was damn well going to try.

The tasting party and me asking her to close her shop during it were just minor complications.

That was business, and this was pure pleasure.

“Sonny,” she moaned, and I grinned unrepentantly.

“Patience.”

I tsked, and she glared at me through hooded eyes.

I couldn’t help but chuckle. Fuck, she was so hot. I looked my fill, listening to the hitch in her breath as I used my fingers to part her hot folds.

She was dripping wet and glistening for me and some primal instinct made me want to beat my chest, knowing I caused such a reaction in this female.

“Need to taste you,” I said, leaning forward to lap at her slit.

My cock grew even harder at the first swipe of her honey. More and more, I licked and sucked, swallowing every drop of her arousal and loving every minute of it.

She tasted so fucking good. Bucking her hips against my ministrations, I fucked her with my tongue and fingers.

“Oh, God, Sonny, I’m gonna come,” she groaned, and I stopped, keeping her teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

“Nooo,” she moaned, hips still flexing, but I stopped her movements.

“Not yet, baby. Not till I say so.”

I stood up and pushed down my jeans, fully erect and needy as fuck.

I grabbed her to me, my left hand finding her naked breast beneath the small apron bib. She writhed against my touch, seeking more pressure, but I wanted this to last.

Drawing her nipple between my finger I plucked and teased, taking her mouth with mine, and letting her taste herself on my lips as I did so.

Desire and heat spiked, and I knew this time neither of us was going to stop.

But I needed to be in her if we were going to finish together like I planned.

“Fuck, baby, you are so hot. Go in my pocket and grab a condom from the wallet,” I told her.

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