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Done with her meal, she sighed and smiled with satisfaction. "That was yummy. You are one awesome cook. I've never had that pudding stuff before. What's in it?"
Since she had asked, that meant what happened next was not my fault. Right?
"It's traditional black pudding," I told her, "made with pig's blood."
Erica froze for several seconds. Then she gagged and smacked my arm—rather hard. "How could you let me eat that?"
I shrugged. "I eat it all the time."
"Yuck." She rushed to the kitchen faucet to cleanse her tongue with the sprayer. "It's disgusting, Lachlan."
"Sorry." I did feel bad about unintentionally tricking her, but I couldn't stop my mouth from tightening with a repressed smirk. "You were wolfing it down until I mentioned the key ingredient."
"Not the point, Lachlan." She picked up a bottle of dish soap like she was considering scrubbing her tongue with that, but then she set it down again. "Warn a girl before you let her eat something like that."
"Next time, I will. Maybe you'll want to try haggis, then."
"Uh-uh, no way. Told you already, I don't eat sheep stomach."
"These days, it's made with synthetic casing."
"My answer is still no." She gave me a sarcastically chastising look. "Can't trust you to inform me of all the ingredients, can I?"
"Let me apologize properly."
My apology involved pulling Erica down onto the sofa for a round of "who comes first," as she decided to call it. Naturally, I make sure Erica always comes before I do. A gentleman doesn't get his end away before giving his partner pleasure. This time, our sofa interlude had no interruptions because I'd switched off my phone.
Back in the present, I shove her shirt and bra up over her breasts in one swift motion. Then I pull her nipple into my mouth and suck hard until she cries out and scrapes her nails down my back. Without detaching my mouth from her flesh, I mutter, "Key."
"Okayfineyes." Those four syllables emerge as one breathless word.
I catch her nipple between my teeth and tug gently, elongating it while I lave the swollen peak with my tongue. She digs her nails into my scalp, her breaths quickening, and I release her nipple. "I'll give you mine too."
A slow, sexy grin stretches her lips. "ThenIcan surpriseyou."
"Hmm." I feign concern, my lips compressed. "Should I worry? You might steal into my bedroom to massage my…account ledgers."
She slaps my shoulder. "Better be nicer to the woman who gives you the best sex of your life. Especially after you tricked me into eating pig's blood."
"Point taken. Though I really didn't think the black pudding would be a problem." I tear off her sweatpants and knickers, hurling them to the floor. When I lower my mouth to her groin, she writhes beneath me. Aye, she's close to the edge. I keep tormenting her with my mouth until she stops breathing, a sure sign she's about to come. Then I pull away. "Is this nice enough?"
"Bastard."
"Give me the key, and I'll be even nicer to you. So nice you'll forgive me for the black pudding debacle."
"There was no debacle."
"You shrieked and punched me."
"I smacked you on the arm. And I did not shriek."
Maybe I exaggerated the sound she'd made at breakfast, but I'm not giving up until I get what I want. I coil my tongue around her stiff clit. "Key."
"It's in my house." She gestures at her body. "I can't go get the key. You've taken away my clothes."
"You've got a key in your sweatpants pocket." I hold up a warning finger when she opens her mouth to protest. "And there's a spare under the potted plant beside your back door."
"How do you know about that?"
