“Mmmm. So good. Just like that.” The sound of a finger being popped free of two of the most delectable lips Evan Taylor had ever come across nearly buckled his knees. The sensuous sounds Lindsey Kincaid made were causing his mid-section to tighten. He glanced surreptitiously in her direction as she scooped another finger through a bowl of fudge icing she’d just finished mixing and spreading on top of cupcakes that now wore puppy dog faces.To see other Six Sentence Sunday participants or to participate yourself, just go here.