Chapter 16

Jonah hadn't realized how hungry he was until Dakota put a bowl of vegetable soup in front of him with thick slabs of homemade bread. Just the aromas made his mouth water. He'd pulled on his jeans but left his shirt at the foot of the bed. He'd have been happy if Dakota had decided to eat naked, but she'd pulled on a long t-shirt that just skimmed the tops of her thighs. When she stretched up to reach dishes in the cabinet the shirt rode up just enough for him to see the luscious rounded bottom of her ass and make his cock harden against the denim of his jeans.

Maybe sitting across from her naked wouldn't be the best idea after all.

But even in the t-shirt she was an unconscious temptress. Every time she leaned forward to dip up her soup with her spoon her breasts pushed against the soft knit material and the tips of her nipples practically stared at him. At one point he nearly missed his mouth with the spoon and Dakota burst into laughter.