1. Cajeta y Chocolate (Caramel and Chocolate)


    Date: 6/7/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: missluv2write, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    Ca-he-tas or whatever you just said,” Naomi said butchering the Spanish words. “ Cajeta . It’s a caramel sauce, made with the goat’s milk. Crepes stuffed with plantains and Oaxacan chocolate then drizzled with cajeta ,” he explained. “I’m thinking about adding it to the dessert menu. What do you think?” Naomi was totally focused on the dish before her. She had the fork mid-air to her mouth ready for another bite when she paused, embarrassed. “I’m sorry. I must look like a complete piggy.” Marco did something that Naomi had never seen him do before, he smiled. “I’m happy you like it.” Naomi couldn’t help but smile back. She didn’t think that it was possible for Marco to look even more handsome. The whole situation she found was so surreal for her. Here she was alone in the kitchen with Chef Marco, and here he was feeding her the most decadent dessert ever, and smiling at her. Naomi’s insides felt like cajeta , warm and gooey, as she smiled back at him. “Um, I should probably be leaving now,” Naomi said pulling her bag over her shoulders. She had turned to walk away when he stopped her. “Hey, I want to apologize about earlier, when I yelled at you,” he said out of the blue, surprising her with the apology. After witnessing his smile, the last thing Naomi was thinking about was the earlier incident, “What? Apologize for what?” she asked turning back to Marco. “With the patrons, earlier. You were right, I overreacted. I guess I need to work on my customer service skills,” Marco ...
    admitted. “That’s not all you need to work on,” Naomi said under her breath. “ Qué? What was that?” Marco asked. Naomi hesitated, she didn’t know how much to say before his good mood faded and he was back to being the dark brooding chef, “It’s just that, sometimes, you can be a little difficult to work with,” she said rapidly, then flinched waiting for the recoil. His smile disappeared. “Is that what you think?” “Um, yeah,” Naomi replied, then added with more confidence to confront him, “Ever since I’ve started working here, you have either flat out ignored me or given me the coldest death stares ever. I just don’t know what I’ve ever done to deserve it.” Marco couldn’t contain another smile, “You have something on your face,” he pointed to a spot of caramel that hung on her bottom lip. Naomi used the tip of her tongue to lick at the caramel, “Oh, did I get it?” Watching her moist pink tongue sliding across her plump bottom lip, Marco felt a twitch in his pants. How could a simple innocent movement be the sexiest thing he’s ever seen? She had no idea how much he wished he was that drop of caramel. There was still a bit of caramel lingering at the corner of her mouth. “There’s still a bit ...” he said as he reached out and rubbed his thumb across her lips, wiping away the remains of the sticky sweet sauce. On impulse, he brought his thumb to his own lips and sucked the sweetness away. Naomi couldn’t help the sudden heat that rose inside her when he touched her. Then, to fan the ...
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