She giggled. “It’s the thought that counts.”
He gestured to the sorbet in front of her. “Go on and take a spoonful.” While Sterling tried the sorbet, he cleared the platter and dirty dishes, leaving them in the sink to clean up later.
“Oh, is that chocolate mousse?” she asked while he removed a glass bowl from the fridge. “Yum.”
“It is.” Chocolate was, after all, an aphrodisiac. “And we also have—” he reached back into the fridge and pulled out the dessert he’d stolen from Cole “—this.”
“Hmmm…what is that?”
“Dulce de leche. If it sucks you can blame Cole.”
She laughed. “I doubt it will suck. Your brothers are just as good as you…if not better?” Sterling gave him a playful grin.
“You mean almost as good as me.” He leaned across the counter. “I have moves my brothers couldn’t even imagine. In and out of the kitchen.”
She stuffed another spoonful of sorbet into her beautiful mouth, smiling around the utensil, but not before he saw her shiver.
Her very smile made his insides quiver. When Sterling was happy, he was happy. Add to that her moans and groans, the swipe of her tongue against her lips tasting his food—it was all too much to take. It was like watching her experience food for the first time. And he didn’t want to stop there. He had the opportunity to be her first in many areas, not just in the culinary arena.
He placed a bowl of mousse on the counter and settled into his seat beside her.
She scooped a huge dollop out of the bowl and let out a mewl of pleasure when the spoon touched her lips. He could only imagine how her tongue swirled and swayed inside her mouth around that utensil. Just as it would if it was him between her plump lips. Luckily, she was a messy eater. “You have some chocolate on your lip.”
“Oh…”
Before she wiped away the small dot, Jack grabbed her hand. “Allow me.”
He rubbed his thumb along the side of her lip and removed the chocolate. Her body quivered under his touch. Instead of retreating, he took it one step further and leaned in, licking along her bottom lip. He heard the clatter of the spoon on the counter, then her hand grabbed at his thigh.
Green light.
He pressed his lips against hers, gently, enjoying the sound of her tiny whimpers. Her fingers flexed on his thigh and her free hand threaded through the hair at the nape of his neck.
“Wait,” she whispered. “We didn’t finish dessert.”
“I’m having my dessert right now.” He gripped her biceps and stood over her, pushing her against the edge of the bar. “Besides, I like to play with my food.”
They locked eyes for a moment. Sterling gave him a slight nod, granting him permission, letting him know she wanted this, too. Victory.
Jack grabbed the hem of her tank top and yanked it over her head. She li
fted her arms and it came off in one fluid motion, dropping behind her. She wore the same white lace bra she’d worn earlier that week. But it didn’t last long on her body. He unclasped it and let it slide down her arms.
When she leaned back, gripping the edge of the bar for balance, he cupped her round breasts. Bending forward, he took one rigid peak into his mouth and suckled before moving back up to her mouth. He nipped her bottom lip, then proceeded down the opposite side of her body to the next pebble, lavishing it with attention. Just when he intended to move to her other breast her finger blocked the way, a thick dollop of chocolate mousse on the tip.
He intended to lick the chocolate off her finger, but Sterling quickly pulled away. When he looked up, he was greeted with a shy grin offset by a wicked gleam in her eyes.
After his second attempt to capture her finger she brought it to her mouth. Her tongue darted out and licked the tip, then her plump lips captured her finger. She whimpered—or maybe it was his own whimper…he couldn’t tell over the rush of heat that raced through his body. He knew all too well what she could do with those lips. But he could play games, too.
Reaching for the bowl of mousse, he scooped a dollop with his finger, then circled it around her rosy nipples.
“I like where you’re going with this,” she murmured, and licked the remaining chocolate from her finger.
He sucked one nipple coated in chocolate, swirling his tongue around the peak. With his hands splayed across her back, he drew her tighter against his mouth.
“Jack?” Sterling moaned, a low groan that came from somewhere deep. Her hands fisted in his hair and he knew she was holding back, keeping herself from pushing his head down to the place she needed it the most.
He looked up as he switched to the other nipple and caught her eyes rolling back just as they shut tight. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips parted. It had been so long since he’d seen a woman let go from pleasure. But this woman still had a ways to go.