Full Moon by Mari Carr Page B

school. My great uncle owned it. He taught me the ropes, then when he was ready to retire, he sold it to me. This may surprise you, but I’m a hell of a lot better at giving orders than taking them.”
    Josie laughed. “No. Really? That’s not obvious at all.” She didn’t add that she’d take more of his sexy bedroom commands any day.
    “Ready for the main course?”
    She nodded, laughing when he walked out with the hugest platter of barbeque ribs she’d ever seen. “Holy crap.”
    Jake put the plate in the middle of the table, then walked behind her, taking her napkin off her lap.
    She glanced up when he tucked the end of it in the top of her blouse. One of his fingers dipped beneath the silk a little more than was necessary, grazing the top of her breast.
    “Copping a feel?” she teased when his hand went even lower, his palm engulfing her and squeezing.
    “Yep. I think I like the idea of food and sex after all.”
    She restrained a groan when he removed his hand and returned to his seat. He followed suit, tucking his own napkin in his shirt.
    “You couldn’t pick a stickier, messier meal to prepare?”
    “Nope. I’ll admit ribs are my favorite, but all I could think about was licking the sauce off your fingers.” He reached for her hand, dragging two of her fingers along the top of one of the ribs. Then he put them into his mouth, sucking all the sweetness off. Josie squirmed in her chair, thoroughly aroused by the sexy move.
    “Take off your pants, Josie.”
    She was surprised by his request, but too turned on by his hungry look to refuse. She rose to obey, then paused. “Take yours off too.”
    Jake stood and together they pulled off their jeans—Josie added her panties to the pile, while Jake went commando—before resuming their seats. Jake pushed his chair closer, tugging at Josie’s knees until they were wide open, allowing him to put his legs between. His knees rested against the insides of her upper thighs. They were facing each other, beside the table.
    If Josie hadn’t been so hot, she would have laughed at their half-dressed states. Both of them looked odd with their napkins tucked in their shirts, while completely naked from the waist down. “We look ridiculous.”
    “We’re being smart. Like you said, ribs are sticky business. We’re just protecting our clothes.”
    “Is that what we’re calling this? Smart?”
    Jake picked up a rib and pulled off a juicy piece of the meat. He lifted it to her mouth. She took the bite, chewing slowly. Then she grasped his wrist and licked the sauce from his fingers.
    Jake’s gaze darkened with need. Josie imitated his movements, grabbing her own rib from the pile and feeding him. They continued to take turns, sharing bites, sucking the sauce from each other’s fingers. It was the most erotic meal she’d ever eaten. The wine girls would have a field day with this story.
    She’d finally filled them in on her first two full-moon adventures last Thursday when Shelly mentioned her upcoming date with Jake. Zoey had praised her for her bravery, while Georgie had looked downright envious. Especially when Shelly told them all how hot Jake was.
    Jake tossed a bare bone onto his plate and chuckled at the pile. “Damn. Not sure I’m ever going to be able to eat ribs again without thinking of you.”
    She laughed. “I must admit I’ve never considered barbeque a particularly sexy food. But…”
    She ran two fingers along the edge of the platter, scooping a dollop of the sweet sauce. Reaching down, she dragged a sticky smear of it along Jake’s erection. “Oops.”
    Josie pushed her chair out, allowing enough room so that she could kneel between Jake’s outstretched legs.
    “Damn,” he murmured, when she ran her tongue along his length, cleaning up the delicious mess she’d made. Then she encircled his cock with her palm, stroking the hard flesh.
    Jake pulled the napkin from her neck, his fingers hastily tackling the buttons on her blouse. She only