Chocolate ~ Scarf ~ Candle
Tugging at the silk scarf around my wrist, I wiggled enough cause him to chuckle.
“Easy. Bad girls don’t get to play.”
I settled, but my eyes widened when he turned, a small bowl and spatula in his hand. Walking to the nightstand, he held the dish over the flame of the candle and smiled wickedly.
My insides clenched, anticipation flooded through me like fire. “What is that?”
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he brought the spatula, now covered in warm chocolate to my thigh, spreading it thickly.
“I’m in the mood for a little chocolate covered cherry.”
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