Vampires Among Us [Vampires Among Us 1] (Siren Publishing Classic)

the basket.
    “What is this?” Erica inquired, nodding her head in the direction of the items he was removing from the cooler.
    “Oh, just a little something Rosetta packed for us,” Kevin answered lightly, as he continued pulling bowls, glasses, and a bottle of wine out of the cooler. He quickly lit two small candles that had also been packed for the couple’s enjoyment.
    Curiosity getting the best of her, Erica peeled back the lid to one of the bowls and discovered fresh strawberries. “Oh, one of my favorites!” she exclaimed, her mouth watering as she snatched up one of the sweet, red, plump berries and popped it into her mouth.
    Watching the look of pure bliss on her face, Kevin smiled as he opened the bottle of wine and poured each of them a glass full. Erica raised her eyebrow up at him when he handed her a glass. “Why, Mr. O’Rourke, are you attempting to get me drunk?” she asked in a mock
    Southern drawl.
    Remembering being witness to a dream of hers months ago in which she asked the exact same question, he quoted the reply with a smile on his lips. “Would it help?”
    “I’m not telling!” she threw back at him with a laugh, all signs of her mock accent gone. Dodging his response, she quickly turned her attention to investigate the contents of the remaining containers.
    What she found made her mouth water more intensely. Pineapple chunks, grapes, raspberries, cherries, and cheese cubes. He reached over and popped a grape into her mouth.
    As the fruit hit her tongue, Erica glanced up into his eyes and found them on fire. He seemed to study her intently for a quick moment, and then refocused his attention as he grabbed the one bowl that still had a lid attached. Erica watched as he peeled back the lid, then grabbed a fork to spear a strawberry. Dipping it in the bowl, it came out covered in chocolate.
    He brought the delectable treat forward to Erica’s mouth, but chocolate dripped on the way, landing with a plop on her chest. He eyed the trail of chocolate that was quickly heading down her cleavage, and as the strawberry was snatched off the fork with Erica’s front teeth, Kevin leaned forward and rasped his tongue across her chest to remove the spilled chocolate.
    The look of surprise was evident on Erica’s face, and at the moment she wasn’t sure which she enjoyed better, the chocolate-covered strawberry in her mouth, or Kevin’s mouth cleaning up the mess on her chest. She leaned her head back, her chest arching up, enjoying the sensation of his tongue running across her bare skin.
    When he finished, he glanced up at her with a wicked grin. “Mmm, you taste delicious dribbled in chocolate.”
    Without waiting for a reply, Kevin turned his attention back to the bowls of fruit, acting as if nothing was amiss. Erica grabbed her glass of wine and took a sip, finding herself a bit self-conscious. Kevin chose a pineapple chunk to dip into the bowl of luscious melted chocolate next, and then quickly guided the gooey treat to Erica’s mouth. Halfway to the intended destination, the fruit fell off the fork and landed on Erica’s upper leg. She giggled at the sinful wicked grin that stretched across his face. “Oh, allow me, please.”
    He dipped his head down to retrieve the fallen fruit, skittering his tongue in circles across her skin to clean up the spilled chocolate. It was hard to miss the fact that while he was licking the chocolate off her leg, he was also slowly moving his mouth upwards on her thigh. When he reached the bottom of her bikini, he blew a hot breath on the top of her mound, through the material. Erica had been lounging back on her elbows, enjoying his wicked tongue, and now, as he began to sprinkle kisses across her belly, she reclined further back, giving him full access.
    When he finished raining kisses across her belly, he headed back down between her legs. Using his teeth, he tugged the bikini bottom out of the way. With the help of one finger, he had it off with little effort. Reaching beside him, he picked up the bowl of chocolate, and using a spoon, drizzled melted chocolate down her belly and between her legs. He heard her gasp softly, as she glanced up to see a purely wicked look on his face.
    “I’m in the mood for a little chocolate-covered Erica tonight.”
    “I thought everything tasted like cardboard to you,” she replied in a tortured whisper, her eyes glued to the spilled chocolate running down her body.
    “I can actually taste this chocolate,”