Juliann’s life is about to become super sweet and more than a little sticky. She’s just won a mentorship with famed pastry chef Zack Elliot, but it seems Zack has more in mind for Juliann than just teaching her the restaurant industry. When he looks at her he sees his forever girl and the mother of his children! But will her doubts or his past get in the way of true love?
Every time I look at her, I just want to kiss her.
My cock throbs in my pants, and I thank God these pants aren’t tight! If Juliann were to look down while I’m giving her a tour of the place, I’m sure she’d find it hard to avoid noticing the erection she’s given me.
There’s just no avoiding it. I want this girl too bad and letting myself have her might mean I can’t avoid going farther than I should.
She finishes her paperwork, and I show her around the kitchen pointing out all the important locations. She makes a comment about how much bigger the kitchen is than the actual restaurant. I just smile and reply that I’m a big guy who needs his space to make art.
“And right here we have the freezer,” I say as I lean against it. It’s at that moment that I grimace from the pain of one of the strongest and longest-lasting erections of my life.
“Are you okay?” she asks softly. Her accent drives me insane with lust. Maybe that’s it. Maybe that’s at least half the attraction. I can go home tonight and watch some southern woman porn to get it out of my system.
But I don’t think that will be enough.
“I think I’m ready for another piece of cake,” I say. “How about you?”
She laughs and shakes her head. “Oh, no. I finished the piece you gave me. I think I’m done for the day. Some of us actually gain weight if we eat too much.”
“You’re forgetting the rules already.”
“Um, okay. I’ll split one with you.”
“Even better,” I reply.
I go to the refrigerator and pull out a slice of red velvet cake with white chocolate buttercream frosting instead of the usual cream cheese frosting that this cake is known for.
I grab two forks, hand one to Juliann, and stand as close to her as possible with the cake on the counter beside us. I get a bite onto my fork and instead of eating it myself, I let her finish her own bite, and then bring my fork to her lips.
“You’re ridiculous,” she says. “I’m not eating this by myself.”
“I’ll help you.”
“It’s so good with this frosting. You’re a genius,” she gushes. “But there’s no way I’m gonna let you feed me.”
“Fair enough,” I reply. I set my fork down and take in the sight of the beautiful girl before me. Her wavy brown hair is tucked neatly under her hat. A sweet yet obviously nervous smile has been on her lips for most of the time we’ve spent together today.
I’m going to kiss her. If I don’t kiss her, I feel like I’m going to die.
“Juliann, I need you to let me kiss you. It’s urgent,” I say.
She drops her fork. It clatters against the counter. “What?”
“Please let me kiss you.”
“It’s just a kiss. We’re going to do it sooner or later. There’s no getting around it.”