Free Red Hots by Yvette Hines Page A

work.
    “You
make chocolate?” Her face brightened.
    “Yes.
If I’d known you liked it, I would have brought you a box.”
    Her
nose wrinkled on the bridge a little as she scrunched it up. “I don’t mind it.
However, I’m really a caramel kind of girl.”
    “I’ll
remember that.” It was in that moment his mind shifted to something simple and
erotic, a fantasy that had nothing to do with his bondage lifestyle at all.
But, the image of him pouring warm caramel over her body and watching the
drizzles pool and stream along her breasts, stomach and thighs as he compared
the two shades of brown before he licked it off of her, knocked him a little
off balance. He could not recall the last time he’d been shaken by a seductive
thought or fantasy since embracing his dominant side.
    The
thought was so innocent and lover-like that he took a deep breath to steady
himself. Picking up his water, he drank and allowed the cool liquid to restore
his senses.
    “I
never pictured you as a candy maker. A candy gram stripper maybe, but not
elbows deep in powdered sugar.”
    A
stripper? That was
a first. He set his glass back on the table. “You thought I was at your office
to strip for you? Would you have wanted that?” What was he doing? He never
flirted.
    Her
gaze lowered from his face, beyond his shoulders and to his abs. The heat in
her gaze across the table could have caused his clothes to go up in a blaze.
His gut clenched in response.
    She
looked at his eyes then away and her hand lifted but lowered just as fast, as
if she was trying to keep from picking up her water again. “Um…you have to know
Emmalee and I were in undergrad school together. It would not have been far
off.”
    “I
bet you have stories.”
    “More
like secrets that should remain buried deep in a vault below twenty feet of
cement.” That’s when her eyes met his and she smiled. A real smile that caused
her russet-brown eyes to light up.
    The
sparkle in her golden brown eyes and her wide mouth stretched held him
spellbound and his cock hard and fully erect. There was one thing he knew for
sure now—pleasure on Kindle Langston looked good. Damn good. He wanted to cause
the same glow in her eyes after he’d taken his strap or flogging to that sweet,
high, round ass of hers. Then he wanted to know what she sounded like when she
sighed with satisfaction and reached sub space. If she ever truly let go, he
knew he could take her there.
    “Well,
I will respect your privacy and not ask any questions.”
    “Thank
you.” Her smile became smaller, but didn’t go away. “However, something tells
me that you know I would probably look for you to reciprocate with stories of
your youth.”
    “The
years of my undergrad is not a tale for a lady’s ears, trust me.”
    “What
were you pursing in college? Besides co-eds.”
    One
side of his mouth pulled up into a smile. Kindle had a snappy sense of humor,
he liked that. “Law.”
    Her
lids stretched wide and her body jerked forward. “You’re a lawyer?”
    “Used
to be. Financial and business law was what I practiced.”
    The
waitress returned with their Lebanese-inspired entrees and placed one before
Kindle and the other in front of him. A male waiter stood behind the waitress
with their bottle of wine. Taking it from him as well as the empty wine
glasses, the waitress began to pour.
    Masaun
stopped her. “I’ll take care of that.”
    “No,
problem, sir. Hope you both enjoy your meal. If you need anything else, I’m
Mandy.”
    They
thanked her and Mandy left with the male employee.
    Kindle
picked up her napkin from the table and placed it on her lap. “This looks
delicious.”
    He
tipped the uncorked bottle above Kindle’s glass first and then filled his
before setting the wine down on the table.
    “No
doubt that it will taste just that way.” He draped his napkin over his thighs
as well. Cutting into one of her scallops then twirling her linguine with
sun-dried tomato and basil cream sauce topped