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He shows me one of the chocolate drops. Then he puts it in the palm of one of my hands.
Slowly, he continues down my body, placing a drop every few inches. Both palms. The inside of my wrists. Halfway down my arm. The inside of my elbows. My upper arm. Even under my arms, which makes me frown. He puts one on the end of my nose and laughs when I glare at him. “Close your mouth,” he says, and places one on my top lip and one on the bottom, then one on each cheekbone. He continues down: the hollow at the base of my throat. Several on each nipple. One underneath each breast. One over my solar plexus. Another he rests on my belly button.
He shifts on the bed toward my feet, lies on his side, and parts my legs. Then he places a couple between my toes. Jeez. Him and toes. He carries on up, putting them on my ankle, my knee, one on each thigh, one on the crease of my thighs.
Lastly, he slides one down over my mound and nestles it on top of my clit. I groan, my lips parting, and the drop falls off my bottom lip onto my chin.
“One penalty,” he says. “I’m keeping count.” He turns and stretches out to lie beside me. “We’ll just give them a few seconds to melt.”
I scowl at him. “Is it my turn after this?”
He just smiles. Lifting a hand, he trails a finger over my body, avoiding the drops, passing between my breasts, over my tummy, and up my sides. I twitch.
“Two times,” he says.
“That’s not fair.”
“I don’t make the rules. Well, I do. What I mean is, you know the rules. You break them, you have to pay the penalty.”
I pout, trying not to move the drop on my upper lip. He continues to touch me, his gaze warm on mine. Feeling my face warm, I let my gaze slide down him, taking in his muscular torso, his narrow waist, and his ohhh-so-impressive erection.
“This turn you on, does it?” I comment.
“My favorite girl at my mercy and chocolate. What’s not to like?”
His favorite girl. How does this guy know how to melt not only the chocolate drops on my body but also my heart?
He trails his finger all the way up, then touches it to the drop on my upper lip. “Mmm,” he says, and he moves it from side to side, smearing chocolate across my lip.
Then he lowers his head and kisses me.
I sigh as he brushes his tongue over my lips several times, feeling an answering clench deep inside me. Oh dear… I’m in serious trouble.
Slowly, sensually, Huxley begins to remove each chocolate drop with his mouth.
He starts with my hands, then progresses to my wrists, arms, and the inside of my elbows. Each time, he moves the drop with his tongue so it smears chocolate across my skin, and then he proceeds to lick it away. The sensation of his tongue moving slowly over me is tantalizing and agonizing, especially because he does it so deliberately, taking his time.
I ascend into a kind of hazy dream state, as if I’m having an out-of-body experience. I feel as if he’s heating me over a gentle flame, and I’m like caramel, softening in his hands.
He spends quite a bit of time licking the ones under my arms, which makes me squirm and earns me a third penalty. Then he shifts on the bed and starts moving down my body. He takes a lot longer than I’m sure is necessary on my breasts, sucking my nipples clean. It’s quite warm in the room now, and I can tell by how quickly the chocolate is melting that I must be perspiring.
“You’re gross,” I tell him as he runs his tongue beneath my breasts.
“You taste amazing.”
I watch him move on to my tummy, methodically licking up every drop. “You’re going to be sick of chocolate by the end of this.”
“I’m probably giving myself diabetes,” he says, and we both laugh. “It’ll be worth it,” he adds, moving down the bed to my feet. Closing his mouth over a toe, he sucks the chocolate off it.
I giggle and twitch, and he says, “Four times.”
I groan as he moves from one toe to the next. “That’s not fair. It tickles.”
“You know the rules.” He removes all the drops from my feet, then proceeds up my legs. I close my eyes, unable to stop a low moan leaving my lips when he runs his tongue up the crease of my thighs.
“God, you smell so good,” he mutters, and then, before I have the chance to catch my breath, he buries his tongue in my folds.
“Aaahhh…”
