Could you tell him?
Cassandre Dayne
We’ve all had a crush on someone at least once in our lives. You know that kinky crush on a man or a woman that makes you sizzle with hunger and your pussy clench with need? Perhaps a new bank teller was hired or maybe the construction worker that handles odd jobs around your house is particularly tasty and all brawny and gorgeous without a shirt, his bronze skin shimmering in the afternoon glow of the sun. I know you must be envisioning his carved muscles and long legs that fit oh so well into a tight pair of jeans. Is he the kind of stud that gives you wicked fantasies every night that leave you breathless and desperate to have a sip of his fine wine? Did he leave you in such need that you pulled out one of your randy little vibrators to use at
night? I know I’m getting all hot and bothered thinking about the maintenance man that works in my building. At six foot five and all tall, chocolate and muscular ““ he makes me swoon every day and”¦Breakfast Eye Candy is all about him and the fantasy I have about a sweltering elevator in an older building and one tiny key”¦
Well”¦I’ve certainly felt that way more than once or twice and believe it or not, many of the characters I have in my stories are based on some particular hotties that I know or passing. Whether you’re a man or woman, you’re going to look and lust for a beautiful creature. That’s human nature and it has nothing to do with whether we’re happily married or in a fantastic relationship. Beauty and sensuality is beguiling and the what if’s are even better.
I’ve talked about the thought of dangerous men or entering into what some might consider a wicked relationship that could wind up burning you, but doesn’t the thought of being with someone new, someone that is not your type necessarily exciting as hell? How far have you gone to entice a stranger or acquaintance? Have you told him about your desires or allowed yourself to worry about what he might think? Now I know, you ask”¦what can I really do?
You can jump in with both feet. Now”¦if you’re attached, that’s a different story, but if you’re not and you know that hot maintenance man or your UPS guy is single and just the one for you, ladies ““ why not ask him out? Why not go outside of our comfort zone? What do you really have to lose? My guess is that he’ll be honored and floored. Dating is difficult at best and if you are shy, it’s going to be tougher. Strike up a conversation on Facebook or join a reading group ““ but you have to say something”¦don’t you?
I think we’ve all had delicious crush on someone and just a bit afraid to take a while at telling him or her. I didn’t tell they sexy guy in my building and no ““ I didn’t give him a copy of my sexy book but”¦ see what you think about Breakfast Eye Candy.
BREAKFAST EYE CANDY
Jessica slid down the hall pretending to act cool. Act was the operative word. Whew. She held back a growl, scolding herself over her ridiculous behavior. Silly little girl. Jessica was thirty-eight years old for God’s sake. Why was she acting like a schoolgirl with a high school crush? Jessica attempted to hush the little voice that cackled in the background and shrugged off feelings of being terrified and walked past him without looking down.
But she said it.
“My, my Eric. Anybody ever tell you you’re the best damn looking breakfast eye candy a woman 
could ask for? You’re dreamboat fantasy good enough to eat with a spoon.” If she hadn’t been holding her entire life’s work smack in both arms, Jessica’s hand would’ve flown to her mouth after she raced toward the exit. What the-? Oh shit!
Now she had to run. Fast. Away. Anywhere. But her feet felt like they were stuck in quicksand.
And then she heard it, Eric’s voice rumbling with way too much sex appeal. “What did you say?”
“Nice day.” She cringed and flew past him a little too quickly. Surely Eric knew she’d said something altogether different. Oh golly. To her credit, Jessica didn’t squeal like a scared child and she didn’t run. Stupid girl!
“Really, what did you say to me?” Eric’s voice was low and husky, his natural baritone holding a dark sensuous quality. With a purposeful glide he moved closer, crowding Jessica’s shivering form.
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit! Jessica turned toward the doors, punched the button to call the elevator and fought cursing out loud. The damn steel enclosure wasn’t sitting on the bottom waiting like it was every other day. She cringed and closed her eyes. “Come on,” she whispered. Holy shit! She was in so much trouble and she knew it. She felt the heat of his breath slicing across her neck forcing a shiver to trickle down her spine.
“Miss Brown.”
“Jessica!” Why did she say her name? Come on damn you elevator. Open up!
His hulking frame slid even closer, now barely inches away. “Jessica. What did you say to me?” He voice breathed whispers of steamy air across her shoulders.
She couldn’t quite tell if Eric was angry, incensed or turned on. His tone was a little lower and a lot huskier but had she really heard him say much before this other than a few questions about the building? Either way, her legs were shaking and her panties were soaked. There was no mistaking the wild erotic scent of her famished need. Jessica refused to turn around. “What?”
He shifted behind her.
Damn if she didn’t feel him, all of him near her. He was rock hard. Oh fuck! Thank God the doors opened and Jessica stepped inside so quickly that she almost dropped on of the computers. Forced to turn, she slammed her hand on the button for her floor and backed in several steps, blinking furiously.
But his massive hand stopped the doors from closing. “What…did”¦you say to me in the hallway?” Eric kept his hand on the door, halting the elevator and the scorching look on his face showed, pure…unadulterated…lust.
Jessica almost melted into the floor but instead she looked up into his eyes. Her heart fluttered as her nipples scraped painfully against the lace of her bra. The ache in her pussy pressured her to clench her muscles. Being in tight confines with him was too intense and she knew without a doubt he wasn’t going to let her go anywhere without hearing exactly what she’d said. Suddenly her mouth was cotton dry. It’s now or never girl. Throwing caution and most of her sanity to the wind, Jessica closed her eyes and repeated her words. “I said…I asked…did anyone ever…tell you…that you were…the best looking breakfast eye candy…a girl could ask for? Fiery hot?” There. She’d said it. Hurrah! Holy fuck. She looked away completely embarrassed and utterly on fire.
Eric stepped into the elevator, keeping his hulking frame just inside the doorway and remained quiet as he glanced down at the length of her beseechingly slowly, his face laced with lust.
The entire world heated up ten, twenty, possibly thirty degrees. A flush rose across her neck reaching to the edges of her cheeks where her dampened locks fought for control. Terror of the unknown forced her to wish she could take back her words and transport herself to another moment in time. Moment? Try planet. Jessica could see the cold steel of the dentist chair slicing into her back during a particularly nasty little procedure. Then there was being strapped open wide at her OB-GYN’s office. No, that wasn’t a good one either. A car wreck maybe? This is silly
girl, you’re a woman and he’s a man. What’s wrong with”¦
“Oh really?”
Just then the doors closed and they were alone. Eric took one step forward and time stopped. For a solid minute she thought he held it in his hands. She could barely breathe. She took short pants as her blood sizzled and she watched his movements carefully, hoping.
Eric glanced away for a long second, and then placed his maintenance key into the small lock on the elevator wall and turned it. As if with purpose, the elevator stopped with a jolt.
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