Love for Dessert (Contemporary Romance) Read Online Free Page B

light flowery scent. It was a weird thing to smell in a man’s home, but as the lights flickered on, Anastasia found that there was an abundance of flowers. His apartment was otherwise tastefully decorated. Were the floral arrangements from admirers?
     
    “I like flowers,” he said lightheartedly. “Would you like a glass of wine?”
     
    “That sounds lovely.” She smiled.
     
    He kissed her on her cheek as he motioned towards the comfy looking sofa. “Take a seat, I’ll bring it out.”
     
    Minutes later, he came out carrying two wine glasses, filled halfway with a dark crimson liquid. “Here you go, Anastasia.”
     
    “Thank you.” She smiled as she removed her shoes, and curled up onto the sofa. He sat down next to her, set his own glass down onto the coffee table and took his jacket off, revealing his crisp white shirt. He untied his tie, draping it delicately over the sofa arm.
     
    The two sat and talked only for a couple minutes, as they both drained their glasses of the alcoholic liquid. By this time, Anastasia was somewhat intoxicated, and could only focus on the handsome man in front of her, talking softly in that low, sexy voice.
     
    “Why don’t we… move this to the bedroom?” he murmured quietly. His eyes were absolutely dreamy and seemed to cast a magic spell over her.
     
    Anastasia nodded and allowed him to take her into the darkened bedroom, where a large king-sized bed covered with plush pillows stood in the center. As soon as they were plunged into the darkness, he brushed his lips along her neck and pushed her onto the bed. She fell with a loud thump onto the padded covers as he clambered onto her.
     
    “Mm, you smell delicious…” he whispered as he left a trail of kisses along her jawline, leaving her breathless. She knew this wasn’t a good idea, but a part of her desperately wanted this to happen; she needed more excitement in her life. Anastasia smiled as she felt his erection eagerly press against her leg. Her top slipped off easily, and fell to the floor. It was soon joined by her figure-hugging skirt, and her black lace-fringed underwear. Passion was all she felt as he sucked on her breast. She moaned as his hands set her on fire. It had been too long since she had been touched like this.
     
    Oh, she felt like she had been dead for so many years, and was finally coming alive. As Christopher took her, she relished in the fact that this was a man who wanted her and was completely attracted to her. “You’re so amazing…” he moaned as he moved into her. She smiled as she took in his words. But a small nagging voice in her head told her that he was only saying these things because she was sleeping with him; she pushed it aside.
     
    As he brought her to her climax over and over again that night, Anastasia floated into a state of pure ecstasy. This was where she was meant to be, she thought.
     
    And for the first time in a long time, Anastasia truly felt like a woman again.
     

**
     
    The morning felt perfect. The sun was bright in the sky, it was nice and warm in the room, and the bedsheets were soft and comfortable. Except… Anastasia turned over to kiss Christopher good morning and discovered she was alone. “Christopher?” she called as she got out of bed and slipped on her underwear and shirt. When there was no response, she headed out of the bedroom into the living room. “Christopher…?”
     
    Anastasia entered the kitchen, grabbed a glass and was drinking tap water when she noticed a small note on the table. “Huh?” she murmured as she moved closer and sat down, reading it. Thanks for last night. It was fun. And that was all it said. He signed off with a needlessly large and exaggerated C. Anastasia pursed her lips as she grabbed the pen beside the note and wrote down her number.
     
    She had to go meet Ariana for lunch, and they would discuss the name of the bakery. It was the last touch before opening, for everything else had already been arranged.