Free Hide and Seek by Elizabeth Lapthorne Page B

properly down here. I can make you cheesecakes and soufflés so light and delicate they melt like butter on your tongue. I’ve even perfected my own chocolate soufflé recipe—and I remember how very much you love chocolate.”
    William grinned as Josephine’s eyes glazed over at the memory. Back when they had first met, she had simply appeared on his doorstep one night at the stroke of midnight. She had worn a long trench coat, a pair of black stiletto heels so high they almost saw eye to eye. In one hand she held a slim, delicate paintbrush, in the other she held a bottle of what looked like chocolate syrup.
    His cock had hardened immediately upon seeing her—he led her inside and the instant the door shut she dropped the coat. She wore a black bustier, laced up the front and back and so tight her already abundant breasts threatened to spill out of the lacy, stretchy material with every breath. The skimpiest pair of matching black lace thong panties and a garter belt holding up the thigh-high stockings completed the wet-dream get-up.
    That night had been so long, and so sensual he still got an instant hard-on when he thought of all they had done. He eventually decided to throw out the sheets. The chocolate “war-paint” had been a total pain in the ass to get rid of. Josie had insisted laundry stain remover would get the chocolate out, but he had sprayed so much on all the different spots they left funny markings on the sheets. It had simply been too much hassle for him, and so he threw them away and had bought a new pair of sheets.
    They had taken turns tying one another up with a couple of silk ties he found somehow with no blood in his brain—it had all headed much further south and settled there for the night.
    Shifting uncomfortably with an incredibly hard cock in the pants he had found in the laundry pile, he wished he hadn’t teased her by invoking those memories. Months ago he had bought his own paintbrush and giant man-sized bottle of the hard-to-find chocolate body paint, and he fully intended to return the surprise to Josephine. Right now, however, he needed to talk to her about why she had run from him, and why there was a warrant out for her in Seattle.
    “It’s a damn pity I never went back to that little shop and bought another bottle of that paint. The shop assistant had assured me one bottle would be plenty for a night—I never realized you were a chocoholic as well—or I’d have bought two bottles.”
    William grinned as he collected their dishes, rinsed them and put them in the sink.
    “Never mind, we have years now. I fully intend to go back to that fantasy. It’s been driving me nuts ever since we did it. As you can see, I still get hard merely thinking of it. I was about to suggest we get one of my brothers to mind the kids one night so we can rent a motel room and play all night—but on second thought, the more I look at that belly of yours the more I enjoy the thought of having so much more skin to paint as you are right now.”
    Grinning at her blush, William crossed back over to the small kitchen table and pulled out his chair. Sitting down then drawing Josephine onto his lap, he rested both his hands on her stomach and nuzzled her neck. She squirmed adorably, easing and increasing the ache in his cock simultaneously.
    After playing for a moment or two, they both finally settled into a comfortable position.
    Josephine sighed. “Now that you’ve fed and watered me, you’re going to make me talk, aren’t you?”
    William tried to hide his snort of laughter in her back. When Josephine wriggled again, he knew he failed. “That was the general idea. You’ve really put this off as long as you can, haven’t you?”
    He reluctantly released her as she crossed back to the counter and made herself a steaming mug of herbal tea. Sipping it, she grimaced, and then sipped again.
    “Much like this tea, I hate it—but as I know it’s really what’s best for the babies, I have to agree