BlowOuttheCandles by Karenna Colcroft

Chapter One
     
    Tracy lit the candles on the table and stepped back to
admire their glow. The flames on the red and pink tapers drew her eye and the
faint scents of cherry and roses filled the air. Hopefully they would set the
mood she wanted when Darin arrived. The mood that would finally get him into
her bed.
    They’d been friends since college. Tracy didn’t think she’d
been all that subtle about her interest in him, yet somehow he had either not
recognized it or had ignored it. The first day they’d met, his hazel eyes and
sandy-brown hair had caught her attention. So had his runner’s build and his
tendency to wear faded jeans that outlined his ass just right. She’d lusted
after him since day one and had spent plenty of time over the years playing
with herself while she imagined his hands roaming her body, tweaking her
nipples and thrusting into her wet pussy.
    For six years now she’d confined her interest in him to
flirting and private fantasies. She had been too shy to take it further. His
in-charge attitude had both drawn and intimidated her, and as badly as she’d
wanted him, she had been afraid both of his rejection and of what he would do
if he had her. Hints he’d dropped during their friendship led her to believe he
was not just forceful but a true Dom, or at least learning to become one. She
had kept a distance from that quality even as it appealed to her.
    She hadn’t been able to admit that she wanted him to take
charge of her. Those desires had worried her as a college student. Over the
intervening years, she had learned nothing was wrong with wanting to be
dominated. For six years she’d been afraid to ask Darin for what she truly
wanted. Tonight she would change that.
    She smoothed her tight black skirt over her hips and
adjusted her silver V-neck top to make sure she showed just enough to be on the
classy side of sexy. She wanted to turn Darin on, not scare him off.
    The doorbell rang. Tracy gave the table one last look. It
was as romantic as she could make it. It and she looked good. Darin had
better appreciate this.
    She hurried to the door and opened it just as Darin raised
his hand to ring the bell again. “Sorry,” she said.
    “No problem.” He eyed her up and down and Tracy’s face grew
warm. “Pretty fancy. Is it a special occasion?”
    “Just you coming to dinner.” She smiled and stepped back to
let him in. “The chicken and potatoes will be ready in a few minutes.”
    “Something smells interesting.” He took off his coat and
draped it over the back of the chair closest to the door. “Candles?”
    “I wanted this to be a nice evening.” Tracy gave him her
best seductive look. “I have ulterior motives.”
    “Ah, that explains a lot.” He studied her again, this time
with more intensity. Tracy’s skin tingled and her nipples perked up as if
anticipating his touch. “Why don’t we sit down and talk about those motives,
Tracy?”
    “Why don’t we wait until the food’s ready?” She didn’t want
to wait. She wanted everything he could give her. Her entire being yearned for
it. But the food was already cooking and she didn’t want it to burn. Once she
managed to start what she truly wanted, she hoped they wouldn’t stop. Not even
to eat.
    “Why don’t we start now and continue while we eat?” He moved
closer to her and caressed her cheek. “You look incredibly hot tonight.”
    “Thank you.” A pulse began between her legs. God, I want
him! “You look pretty good yourself.”
    “I’m not as dressed up as you.”
    In his typical faded jeans and a tight black turtleneck that
accentuated his pecs, he looked far better than any guy could in a suit and
tie. Tracy’s mouth watered just looking at him. “You’re fine,” she said. If
I have my way neither of us will be dressed for long anyway.
    “Well, thank you.”
    He looked into her eyes and a rush of arousal went through
her. A brief image flickered through her mind of her lying beneath him, looking
up