Flavor Of The Month (Kiss & Tell Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

Spots of yellow, orange and red exploded behind her closed eyelids as she closed her lips so Ben could extract the fork.
    “Mmm.” She’d never connected food to colors before. But without the aid of sight, her mind seemed to compensate in other ways.
    “That’s my own recipe for brie.”
    Brie. She’d never had brie before, so had no way to connect it to a different type of cheese. She did, however, decide that she’d been missing out.
    “More?” Ben’s breath disturbed the hair over her left ear, making her nipples harden and her thighs clench more tightly.
    “Definitely…more,” she whispered.
    There was a heartbeat of a pause, then she heard him moving again, and within moments another bite of the delicious brie was resting against her tongue along with something crunchy and tasting of wheat germ. A cracker? Whatever it was, paired with the brie, it was pure heaven.
    “Take a sip of wine.” He took her hand and placed the wineglass in her fingers. She slowly drank, then he took the glass back. “Open.”
    She swallowed hard, her heart beginning to pound at the easy cadence of his words. His voice was deep and more intoxicating than the fine wine. His closeness did strange things to her, making her feel as if she stood in the beam of an electrical current. Her skin felt alive and tingly, her toes were curled up in her tennis shoes, and it seemed to take all of her concentration to keep her breathing from becoming a rasp.
    Seafood.
    Shrimp.
    No, a prawn.
    Cooked in a sweet coconut mixture that set her mouth to watering and her throat to humming.
    While she’d always been a great lover of food, sweets had always been more her thing. The more sugar the better, was her motto. And her mother had come from a sturdy meat-and-potatoes background, with lots of cabbage stuck in for flavor. Having Ben introduce her to a whole new spectrum of culinary delicacies and tastes made her shiver in anticipation.
    She slowly chewed the food. “So, um, how did the desserts go over at the restaurant? I hope there weren’t too many complaints?”
    “Shh. It’s not polite to talk with your mouth full.”
    She giggled then caught herself. “Who died and made you the manners police?”
    He slid the fork inside her mouth again, filling it with a mixture that would take her a half hour to try to identify. Then she felt his breath against her other ear, indicating he was no longer sitting but was moving behind her. “No, I’m just a man hoping you’ll let him sample some of your…desserts when I’m done.”
    Oh, boy…
    “In fact, do you mind if I take a little taste now?”
    Reilly gasped when she felt his tongue against the right side of her neck. A long, probing lick that nearly melted her into a puddle at his feet. The sensation was doubly powerful because she hadn’t known it was coming.
    “Mmm. Just as I thought.”
    What? she wanted to ask, but found that she couldn’t. Did you pick up baking grit?
    “You taste as good as you look.”
    She somehow managed to swallow the bite in her mouth and crossed her arms over her breasts in case he could see how very powerfully his attentions were affecting her—that is, making her nipples fully erect. “Sorry to disappoint you.”
    She heard his chuckle on the left side, throwing her equilibrium off even further. “On the contrary, Reilly, you’re the most appetizing thing I’ve seen…tasted, in a long, long time.”
    She couldn’t help an indelicate snort, the sound ringing loud in the cavernous room.
    Oh, now that was sexy.
    She cleared her throat, wishing she could disappear as easily as the world had behind the blindfold. “Sorry.”
    “You’re determined to ruin this seduction scene, aren’t you?” he whispered, making her shiver all over again.
    “Is this, um, what this is? And here I thought it was just dinner.”
    His abrupt chuckle told her he could still be surprised. “It will be if you don’t shut up.”
    He put another forkful of food into her