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Chapter Three

If wishes were chocolate

Belle woke from her nap. Stretching out her back, she stroked Sass who had snuggled up against her back. The cat yawned and reached out a paw, then rearranged himself into a ball and fell back to sleep. Belle slipped from the cool Egyptian cotton sheets and walked to the window. It was dusk out and the sun had just settled below the horizon. Her skin felt clammy, and she realized the cat had been making her sweat. She turned her backside to the window to capture the breeze and dry her skin. A knock on the door startled her, and she smiled, remembering that Sal washanging out in case she needed something.

“I’m coming, hang on a sec.” Her bare feet padded across the carpet and she flicked on the bathroom light to look at her bruises. Her cheekswollen,the episodewracked her body with twinges of pain. She pulled out theibuprofen and popped two, swallowed them down with water and headed out to get a drink. Sal sat on the corner of her bed holding a glass of wine.

“I wasn’t sure if you were ready for a cocktail, and Stella said if you areup to it, stop down later for happy hour. She went to the mainland and boughtchampagne to celebrate the delivery of her book and of finding Philippe safe. It is up to you though, if you’re not into it, that’s fine.” She reached for the glass and he stood. Taking a sip, she smiled.

“Christ, that tastes amazing. I didn’t mean to sleep this long, sorry. Did you miss me?” Sal stared at her naked body and ran his finger down her hip. Belle laughed.

“You haven’t changed, just can’t get enough, eh? You deservesomething for being soawesome. Hmmm… what could I give you for thanks. Let’s see? How about this?” She moved her hips back and forth in a slow steady motion and Sal sucked in his breath.

“It isa nice start sweetheart, what else do you have for poor old Sal?” Belle flicked on the bedside light, a pale pink light that lit the room in a romantic hue. She walked over and set the wine on the table and began to dance for him. Her hands moved up and down her body as she moved towards him, her fingers dipping down to run through her pale blonde fuzz. She licked one finger and pried her lips apart as he watched, then hovered it around her clit. Moving up and down, she inserted her finger into herself and tapped on her bud, her mouth open in a wide smile.

Sal stood up and grabbed her hands, pulling them away from herself. He spun her around and laid her back gently on the bed, she winced once and he stopped for a moment. Shaking her head, she nodded consent. Belle leaned back on her elbows and watched as Sal lifted Sass and carried him across the room, depositing the furry lump on the other side of the bedroom door.

Belle giggled and scooched back on the bed, grabbing a pillow. She tucked it under her head and watched as Sal peeled off his clothing. His shaft stood straight and hard. She washappyshe couldexcite him after alltheyears apart. Sal moved over to the bed as Belle flipped around and took him in her mouth. She sucked his hardness as she moved him in and out of her mouth, stretching it towards the back of her throat. Sal moaned as she increased her speed and intensity.

“You’re driving me insane, Belle. Stop, not yet. I, not yet, please.” She pulled his dick from her mouth and pouted at him.

“When did you stop being so fun? You used to love it when I swallowed.”

“I was young and stupid back then, was more worried about getting my load off, now I’m more concerned with pleasing my lovely lady. You don’t mind, right?” Belle shook her head and leaned back. Sal dropped to his knees beside the bed and eased her legs apart.

“NowI love this most, to taste you, the smell of you, ah, that is bliss, babe. If you’re in too much pain, I’ll stop. I don’twant tohurt you.” His tongue lapped her up, and he shifted and fingered her clit while his tongue probed her inner recesses.

“Oh yeah, baby, heaven, oh you don’t know how good this feels, makes me forget about those aches and pains” she said between gasps. A few minutes later she made it right to the edge and Sal cut off his play.

“No, not gonna finish you this way sweets, I’ve got more in store for you. Wait here a minute, okay?” Belle looked at him warily,but lay back as he vaulted from the room. She heard a loud thud and a cursed “shit.” Smiling, she realized speed-bump was living up to his name again. A minute later Sal came waltzing back in dangling a can of whipped cream and a small glass dish that held bright red maraschino cherries.

“What the hell are you doing Sal? Hungry much?” Sal laughed and sat down beside her.

“I figured what’s better than thebest sex of your life? Whipped cream and cherries. Want some?” She nodded eagerly he took the can and shook it. He sprayed a cool wavy line around his shaft and laughed. Belle looked at him, her eyebrows peaked.

“Well, if youdo the whipped cream, can’t forgetthe cherry on top.” She grabbed the bright red fruit out of the bowl and balanced it on the top of his cock.

“Ah, that’s more like it,” she said then licked the cream from the bottom to the top. She grasped the cherry with her teeth, chewed it up and swallowed it, then resumed her trek down the other side of his cock. Sal was on the verge of losing it.

“Woman, you’re driving me mad, my turn.” He grabbed the can and pushed her on her back, spread her lips apart and foamed out a huge mound in her crease. He plunged his face in the white sticky goodness and lapped at it like an overheated dog with a water bowl. Belle writhed in ecstasy and held his head in her hands, pulling him in tighter and tighter.

“Come on Sal, fuck me now, do it, I can’t do this anymore, I’m ready, please, just fuck me like you did the other night.” Sal obliged, driving her hard as he whispered in her ears. Belle screamed, her pleasure clearto anyone in range to hear. Sal made it to the edge, and they came together, then collapsed on the bed. Belle was shaking from her orgasm and Sal stroked her armsas he caught his breath.

“Ready to go to Stella’s? I needa drink or three.” Belle smacked him on the arm and giggled.

“We smell like hot sex. I’ve got to take a shower before I go anywhere, want to join me?” Sal jumped up and held his hand out to her.

“After you, my fair lady, I’ll even scrub your back if you play your cards right.”

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Belle knocked on Stella’s door and walked in to her bungalow. The festivities were happening out on the back porch and she peeked her head around at the lively bunch.

“Ah, sweetie, you made it. Ooh, your face doesn’t look so hot, but don’t worry you’ll heal. Did you use any of that poultice I made you? You’ve got to use it or it’ll take forever.” She glanced down at the genie lamp in Belle’s hands.

“Going to grant old Stella wishes, are we? Hmmm… That could get dangerous. I must work on it, plan out for something huge. Or are we going to play spin the lamp? That could be a whole shit-ton of fun. Yeah, I like that idea best. Whoever it lands on, gets to poke the person of their choice.” Stella’s cackle filled the room and Willie glanced over, seeing Belle, raised a glass in her direction.

“Oh mighty lamp, pick me, pick me,” he said playfully. He stood up and gave Belle a hug.

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