Page 40 of WITSEC
It was freezing in the living room. It seemed to be the coldest room in the cabin, and we had been using the fireplace every day because of it. The fire we had lit early in the evening was nothing more than cinders now. I added a couple of logs from the stack we kept next to the hearth, and I got another fire going.
At first, I thought I might watch a movie, but my mind was racing too fast to sit still. I ventured into the kitchen. Searching through the pantry cabinet and fridge, I saw that I had all the ingredients I’d need to make homemade baked chocolate doughnuts, which I knew would be a hit with the guys in the morning when they woke up. As I pulled out the ingredients, I noticed bananas on the counter. They were going to go bad soon. I decided to tweak the recipe to make chocolate banana doughnuts instead.
Getting lost in the process of baking was just what I needed. It calmed me and gave me a break from obsessing over useless crap I couldn’t control. I didn’t have a piping bag, so the doughnuts were going to be a little more rustic-looking than I would have liked, but they would still taste good. After I got the doughnuts in the oven, I cleaned up and prepped to make a chocolate glaze.
When the doughnuts were done, I took them out and set them aside to cool. I was in the middle of making the chocolate glaze at the stove when I heard the wood floor creak behind me. Arms wrapped around my middle before a kiss was placed on top of my head. I knew just from his touch that it was Knox.
“Did you have a nightmare?” His voice came out tired.
“I couldn’t sleep.” I felt his concern in the way he tensed up a little. Before he could say anything, I spun around to face him and added, “Not because I’m afraid to sleep. My brain wouldn’t shut off.”
Staring down at me, he brushed a few stray hairs that had fallen from my bun away from my eye. “Do you want to talk about it?”
I shook my head. “I’ve spent way too much time dwelling on it. I’d rather just bake.”
“What are you making?” he asked as he looked around.
I turned back to the stove. “A chocolate glaze to go with the chocolate banana doughnuts I made.”
He moved to lean against the side of the island behind me. “Still having chocolate cravings?”
I smiled as I turned off the stove and went to retrieve the now-cooled doughnuts. “No. My period ended yesterday. So the chocolate cravings aren’t as strong. The reason for the chocolate doughnuts is because I bought so many things to bake using chocolate.”
He nodded and watched as I carried the doughnuts over to the stove. I felt him come up behind me so he could see me dip one side of a doughnut in the glaze and then set it aside to dry.
After I finished dipping a few more doughnuts, Knox startled me a little by grabbing my hand. It was the hand I’d dipped the doughnuts with and my designated hand to get messy with. He pulled my hand up and back a little. I turned my head justin time to see him suck one of my glaze-coated fingers into his mouth.
He let out a deep, rumblymmmas he sucked my finger clean and then moved on to clean the rest that had chocolate on them.
This man had seen me naked. Had done filthy things to my body. But the sound he had just made and the feel of his tongue sliding along my finger…oh-my-lanta.That turned me on like a flick of a switch.One second, I was enjoying myself making doughnuts and by the next my body was saying,What doughnuts?
“Do I taste good?” I asked with a voice that was slightly high-pitched.
His eyes flicked to mine as he pulled my last chocolaty finger from his mouth. “Every inch of you tastes good.”
“I—” I cleared my throat to get control of my voice. “I meant the glaze.”
The sinful, knowing smile that graced his face made my heart skip a beat. “No, you didn’t,” he said.
I pulled my hand from his grasp and stepped out from between him and the stove, needing space.
He frowned at that. “What’s wrong?”
“I need to catch my bearings before I embarrass myself,” I said.
His frown intensified. “How would you have embarrassed yourself?”
“I almost melted into a horny puddle at your feet,” I blurted as I took another step away.
He was quiet for a moment, but his frown disappeared. “And why would you be embarrassed by that?”
“I feel like it should take more than what you did to turn me on.”
My response seemed to please him and he flicked his fingers between us. “Come here.”
I moved back a little more. I didn’t want to just fall into the palm of his hand so easily. Sure, there would be times I’d be inclined to do that, but not today. Maybe I was feeling bratty at the moment or maybe I was in the mood to feel earned. “If you want me, come and take me.”
His brows rose slightly before a determined look took over his face. “Are you going to run from me?”
