Page 56 of Only for the Season
“Do not.” Her voice is all breathy, and she’s shivering.
“Shall I prove what a liar you are?”
“Not here!” she squeaks.
I scowl. “Afraid people will see us together?”
She snorts. “More like afraid our naked asses will end up in the dough and I’ll have to start over.”
“Dough? Kinky.”
“It’s not…”
I press my lips to hers before she can continue with her denial. She sighs and I swoop my tongue into her mouth. I growl when her flavor hits me. I will never experience coffee and sugar again without thinking of Parker. Of how she melts for me. Of how good it feels to bury myself deep inside her.
My cock twitches. It’s on board with this plan. Who cares about the dough?
“Ahem.” I ignore whoever it is. “AHEM!”
Parker shoves me away and I stumble before righting myself on the oven.
“What is it, Holly?” Parker asks.
“Someone wants to order a Christmas cake. Can you fit them in?”
“I’ll be out there in a second. I just need to wash my hands.”
“Wash your hands,” Holly mutters. “Sure, you do.”
When she’s gone, Parker groans. My stomach dips. Is she embarrassed of being with me? Does she want to keep me a secret? I’m no one’s dirty little secret.
“Holly is going to spread the word of how she saw us kissing to the entire island.”
“Why do you care?”
“I don’t care if people know we’ve done dirty things together, but I hate being the center of gossip.”
I step closer to her. “You sure you’re not embarrassed of me?”
“Are you joking? You’re the one who should be embarrassed of me.”
“Why would I be embarrassed of you?”
“Duh.” She motions to me. “You’re a sexy billionaire.
I smirk. “You think I’m sexy.”
She rolls her eyes. “And I’m a chubby baker.”
“You’re not chubby. You’re curvy. And those curves make my cock hard.”
Her breath hitches. “They do?”
“To be continued. I have a meeting. I’ll be back later.” I waggle my eyebrows to make it clear what I plan to do ‘later’.
“Later.”
I kiss her cheek before strolling out of the kitchen. I dig out my phone to order a taxi before I realize I left the rental car here last night. Maybe I should keep the rental car for the rest of the time I’m on the island. It could come in handy for dates with Parker.
