Widowed a Year, I Masked Up and Took Both of His Brothers novel · Chapter 17 of 24
Chapter 17: Flour
The back room of the bakery was hot, and it smelled of yeast and anise, and the ovens ticked in the dark.
I walked in at four in the morning wearing a raincoat with nothing under it.
"Zia arranged this," Vince said, locking the alley door behind us. "The baker has the front of the shop and a very discreet cough."
"I said somewhere new," I said.
"You said somewhere with no past," Vince said.
"Does a bakery have a past?" I asked.
"Only a long one, angel. Bread."
Tommy hung my coat on a hook beside the flour sacks.
He looked at me in the work light, in only my skin, and went quiet.
A steel table ran down the middle of the room, under a dusting of flour, with a wooden board at one end.
Next to it stood a bin of powdered sugar for the fig cookies.
I hopped up on the edge of the table and the steel was cold through the flour.
"Hands," Vince said. "I want to see how this works."
He scooped a handful of sugar from the bin and let it sift down over my collarbone.
It fell soft and white onto my breasts, and over my stomach, and between my knees.
I gasped at the cold.
"Look at that," Vince said. "Dusted. Ready for the oven."
"Vince."
"I'm only describing the product."
Tommy stepped between my knees.
His big hands cupped my face, and he bent, and licked the sugar from the hollow of my throat.
I flinched at the heat of his tongue, and he did it again, slowly, working down.
"Sweet," he said against my skin. "Good. You taste like a feast day."
His mouth found the sugar on my breast, and he took the nipple between his lips and sucked it clean.
I moaned and tangled my fingers in his hair.
On my other side, Vince knelt on the table and licked a stripe down my ribs.
"This is a crime," he said, delighted. "This is the best crime in the Parish."
"Keep going," I said.
"Gladly."
They worked down my body together, one on each side, their mouths clearing the white from my skin.
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