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“Now we need to put buttercream on the sides, since we're not doing a naked cake..." She put a hand to her mouth. Oh, hell. He'd---barely---managed to keep quiet when she found excuses to touch him, but he wasn't going to let that go. He put down the spatula. "Did you say something about naked cakes?" Yes, Lindsay had mentioned naked cakes. clearly, she hadn't been thinking straight. This wasn't the best topic of conversation around Ryan Kwok, but it was difficult to think clearly in his presence----especially when he was wearing that dark T-shirt that clung to his muscles----so she just opened her mouth and words came out. "Naked cakes are...well...they've become popular in the past several years. You don't put frosting on the outside, so you can see all the different layers. There are also semi-naked cakes, which are..." To her horror, she'd forgotten. She wasn't even sure she'd be able to make chocolate ganache right now. Ryan's lips quirked in a way that said, I know exactly what you're thinking. "What are semi-naked cakes, Lindsay? Is that what happens when I take off my shirt before I eat some cake?" He reached around to the knot he'd tied at the back of his apron. Oh God. Did he intend to get semi-naked in the kitchen?”

“You taste like chocolate buttercream," he murmured against her lips. "I had to taste it to make sure you did an adequate job." "Mmm. I think I did a more than adequate job." "Cocky." He smiled against her lips before kissing her again. He swirled his tongue into her mouth and she gasped, pressing herself more firmly against him, wrapping one leg around his. His hands moved to her hips to keep her steady, and hers moved up to his neck. He pressed her against the edge of the counter, and she almost bit him when she felt his erection at the apex of her legs. It made her greedier, and it made everything a little sloppy---but in a good way. Because it was Ryan, and she'd wanted him for a while now.”

“I want to take ten gazillion photos and put them on Instagram, since I'm proud of myself for baking and decorating this cake when I was horny as fuck." "Did you just say...?" "Did I just say what, Lindsay?" He wanted her to repeat his words, damn him. "That you're horny as fuck?" she said. "Might have done," he said innocently, as he started removing his clothes. No, his apron. He was only removing his apron. She did the same and hung it on a peg, bumping into him in the process. An accident. She hadn't done that on purpose. But then she was in his arms again, and he was kissing her, and God, why was he so good at this? His hands slipped beneath her T-shirt, touching her skin above the waistband of her jeans. It was enough to nearly make her combust, and at the same time, it frustrated her. She wrapped a leg around him and tried to climb him like a tree. He laughed softly, in a way that made her insides turn into runny strawberry filling”