She's Got Dibs by AJ Nuest Page B

her hair.
    Beneath the fourth lid waited a piece of chocolate triple-layer cake. “Here we go.” She piled several strawberries on the plate and located a fork, glanced back at the cart and slumped. “We have a serious problem.”
    “What’s the matter?” he breathed in her ear.
    “He only brought one piece of chocolate cake.”
    “You need more than one?”
    “Well, no…”
    Dibs’s arms fell away from her and he clasped the edge of the plate. Tessa tugged it back.
    He cocked an eyebrow in warning. “Rex…be nice.”
    She wrinkled her nose, but relented. With a finger wrapped around her pinkie, he walked her into the bedroom to the end of the bed and urged her to sit beside him. He cut into the cake and brought the morsel to her lips.
    She studied the dessert, then the wicked delight dancing in his eyes. Leaning forward, she parted her lips. He eased the fork inside, his shoulders swiveling when she fell back on the bed and tossed her arms over her head. The cake melted like cream in her mouth, decadent and rich with a hint of chocolate mousse.
    “Scrumptious,” she said.
    “How scrumptious?”
    She measured the desire in his gaze. “Are you planning to seduce me with chocolate cake?”
    “Yes.” He broke off another piece and leaned back on his elbow. “Here.” His focus remained riveted to her mouth when she let him place the fork on her tongue.
    Her pulse ratcheted a degree and she closed her eyes as he shifted around, twining one of his heavy legs through hers. The tines of the fork skimmed her bottom lip. She laughed quietly and opened her mouth, then gasped in surprise when he darted his tongue inside. She ran her fingers through his hair, eagerly accepting him when he pressed a thumb under her chin, angling her head to deepen their kiss.
    His lips disappeared, but she kept her eyes closed, a smile threatening to burst past her pretense to scold. “You’re teasing me.”
    His throaty chuckle dallied in her ear. The bumpy tip of a fresh strawberry wet her lips and she bit down into the juicy fruit.
    His chocolate-coated finger skimmed the length of her neck. A heady sigh eased from her throat and she rolled her head to the side. Dibs’s warm tongue stroked her skin. His teeth nibbled the lobe of her ear.
    Her arm was lifted, a buttery circle smeared along the tender inside of her wrist. His tongue tasted. His lips lingered, dotting over her skin to the crook of her elbow.
    He grasped her hand and submerged her finger into thick frosting. And when he sucked the digit into his mouth, glittering light ignited and shimmered throughout her body. The pressure of his pursed lips drifted to the tip of her finger. The pad of his thumb swept her lips.
    A heady fever rose in her veins. She lay rapt on the bed, languishing in euphoria while Dibs kindled and stoked her arousal with the entire piece of cake. First a strawberry would touch her lips, then the tip of the fork, and she would open her mouth to receive whatever he offered her.
    The mounting anticipation became her only focus, until her negligee billowed past her knees and his coated finger descended the inside of her thigh. Exhilaration surged, flooding her mind with a bright veil of light. She floated, poised on the brink of coming undone, waiting for his touch, his kiss. Desire pooled and she quivered when he dragged his tongue along her skin, blew a hot breath over the moist trail. The ball of his thumb tapped and circled, unfurling the flower of her inner folds as he nuzzled the tight nest of curls between her legs.
    The glide of his tongue left her body and she hitched a breath, held it lodged in her throat.
    “It’s all gone,” he whispered.
    She opened her eyes and at once, she knew. He’d just given her the single most erotic experience of her life.
    “I’m completely falling in like with you.”
    She smiled at his tender reassurance. “You know, you give the greatest pillow talk.”
    His eyebrow twitched. “I’m serious.”
    Her