Chocolate Covered Cheri
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by Marteeka Karland
Category: Erotica/Fetish Erotica/Dark Fantasy
Description: Jedadiah Blackheart has had one thing on his mind since the company Christmas party and that's getting his assistant, Cheri Dodson, armpit deep in a vat of chocolate so he can lick it all off. When his company lands the Choco Chocolate campaign, Jedadiah finds a way to live out his ultimate fantasy. Cheri knows Jedadiah is up to something when she sees his inner sanctum turned into a chocolate lover's paradise. And she's sure whatever it is, it's certainly no good for her. Or is it? Sex and chocolate is always a good thing.
eBook Publisher: Changeling Press LLC, 2009 2009
eBookwise Release Date: November 2009
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [79 KB]
Reading time: 46-64 min.
Cheri was so tied up in knots, she barely got a wink of sleep. Still, her alarm went off at 5 a.m., like always, and she stumbled out of bed.
"I've got to be out of my mind," she mumbled to herself. Windy twined around her feet and gave a hungry "meow." "You think so too, huh?" No response from the cat. "OK. I'll feed you, on one condition. If Jedadiah Blackheart comes anywhere near this place, you scratch his eyes out. Deal?" Windy gave her another "meow," but longer this time. Cheri wasn't sure if it was an affirmative or more of a "Feed me, now."
Kitty kibble in the kitty bowl, water in the bowl next to it, Cheri busied herself with her morning routine. She bathed and washed her hair, brushed her teeth, and dressed. She remembered Jedadiah saying she should wear something casual and put on her favorite pair of jean pedal pushers, a black blouse, and flip-flops with no makeup. She started to pull her hair back in a ponytail, but thought better of it. If she were going to do this, she'd damned well do it comfortable. As it was, she had no idea why she was even going. She'd told him she wouldn't be there, yet here she was getting ready to go.
She was definitely out of her mind.
One last look in the mirror and she'd go, but when she saw her reflection she stopped and stared. Her cheeks were pink in her frustration and anxiety, and her eyes were glassy, making them shine brightly. Cheri wasn't sure if it made her look pretty or simply in need of a good fucking. Given her destination, neither seemed like an acceptable option.
No sense worrying about it now.
Fifteen minutes later, she arrived at the big high-rise that contained Blackheart and Myan Communications. The parking garage was less than one-third full, and she got a nice spot next to the elevator five floors down in the basement structure. Strangely enough, she celebrated her good luck until she quashed the happy thought. She was going to her doom, not getting a prime parking spot.
She still had time to back out. Did she really want to do this? She had no idea. She'd thought about it over and over, and the dreams she'd had last night weren't exactly helping her make that decision. They'd alternated from the insanely erotic to Jedadiah pointing and laughing until she fled sobbing from the building. Standing at the elevator, she couldn't bring herself to press the "up" button, so she just stood there.
"Waiting for it to magically appear to take you to the office?"
Crap. Jedadiah would choose today to park in the non-executive lot. He'd probably been waiting to catch her so she couldn't back out at the last minute. She started to give him a sharp retort, something witty and cutting, but she got a look at him and all thought fled except a few of those insanely erotic dreams from the night before.
He was dressed in black jeans that hugged him lovingly, and a form-fitting white T-shirt that looked like it might be a size too small. She could see every contour of his muscled torso, and his arms stretched the short sleeves. His skin was deeply tanned and etched with a myriad of veins running from his biceps down his lightly hair-dusted forearms. Strong hands rested casually at his sides. When Cheri was able to make it past his chest, she noticed his chestnut hair was no longer bound at his neck, but flowed around his face in wavy locks. One strayed over his eyes, giving him a roguish look that appealed to everything woman inside her.
She was so in trouble. Just like all the women he'd seduced since she'd known him, she would willingly follow him anywhere he went. She'd probably hate herself in the morning, but she'd do it.
Clearing her throat, she stabbed the elevator button and glared at him, her head held high. "I was just waiting for you. You're very predictable, you know."
Jedadiah chuckled. "I suppose I am."
Neither said a word while they rode to their floor, but Jedadiah made no effort to stay out of her personal space. He turned to face her as if sizing her up, and Cheri had no choice but to do the same or risk looking weak. They stood toe to toe, neither giving an inch. Jedadiah's superior height put Cheri at a disadvantage, but she didn't back down.
"Something on your mind, Jedadiah?"
"I'd ask you to share, but considering the way you're crowding me, I'm pretty sure I get the idea. The answer is no."
He grinned at her and for a moment his eyes filled with heat like she'd only read about. That look was definitely directed at her, and it scorched her eyelashes. "Bet I could make that answer a yes."
Before she could throw herself at him and see if he was as good a lover as she'd heard, Cheri shrieked and shoved him backwards as hard as she could. "Jedadiah Blackheart, you're an ass!"
He took a step backwards, but probably not from her show of strength. He was chuckling, which no doubt affected his balance. "I know, sweetheart, but I'm a cute ass."
At that point, the elevator door opened, and Cheri stormed out and down the hall. "Where are we supposed to be? I want to get this over with so I can get on with my weekend."
"I've got everything set up in my office."
"Your office," Cheri repeated, looking back over her shoulder and raising an eyebrow.
"It's for the view. It's pretty cool, you know."
Overlooking the city from almost its tallest point was definitely impressive, but this felt all wrong. He was planning something.
Deciding it was better to just get on with it, she marched to his office and shoved open the double doors...
The entire room had been transformed. Gone was his elaborate desk and plush furniture, and in its place was a studio complete with all the props and sets a chocolate lover could ever desire.
Next to the big picture window, behind where his desk usually sat, was a platform covered in chocolate-brown silks and white lace and set with tables covered in reds and whites. On every available surface were chocolate dishes of every kind imaginable. Cakes. Mousse. Strawberries for dipping in the chocolate fountain. The thing about the fountain was, it was as big as a hot tub.
That's where Cheri's heart kicked into overdrive.
She looked at Jedadiah, and instead of the infuriating boss, she saw the man. All tall, dark, and glorious man. Bright blue eyes gleamed at her, suggesting all the naughty thoughts that had just run through her head were about to come true. Then there was the little smirk that curved his lip...
No fucking way.