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“I’m going to make you come with the handle of this spoon, Lia. Then I’m going to spread you across this counter and lick every single drop of batter off you,” he continues, rubbing me delicately.
“We might need to buy a new spoon,” I whisper, my cheeks flushing as a moan parts my lips and wetness floods my pussy.
“I’ll buy you anything you want,” he replies, adding a little more pressure. “I’d do anything for you, doll.” Our gazes meet, and his free hand finds my hip as he urges me to rock against the spoon. “But first I want to see you flush that pretty pink knowing it’s me who’s turning you on, knowing you’re mine.”
“God, Drix,” I moan, gripping his shoulders and throwing my head back as I let the sensation take over.
What we’re doing is filthy, it’s erotic, and it isn’t long before my chest is heaving and my clit is pulsing, an oncoming orgasm building deep inside of me. Just when I’m on the precipice, Drix drops the spoon and pushes back the stool, kneeling before me.
“Come on my face, Lia. Flood my tongue with your cum,” he demands, lifting my thigh over his shoulder so he can press his mouth against me.
I grip the counter, and the second his lips close around my clit, sucking on it, my orgasm barrels out of me and I’m clutching his head to me, riding his face, jerking against him.
“Drix. Oh my God!” I scream.
He groans, his tongue flicking against my clit, drawing out the pleasure until stars glimmer behind my closed eyelids and I shudder against his face. He doesn’t give me a chance to recover, because the next moment he’s standing, lifting me off my feet and dropping me on the edge of the counter.
The cool surface makes me suck in a breath as he says, “Don’t move.”
Half a minute later, the counter is cleared, and he’s standing between my parted thighs, his hands on my hips as he stares at me with an intensity that makes my breath catch and my heart stutter.
“Lia, I want you to know that the man I am with you is who I truly am. I’m more myself with you than I am with anyone else.”
“I believe you,” I say, folding my arms around him and pressing a kiss against the base of his neck, feeling his pulse thunder against my lips.
“You make me want to be a better man,” he continues, his hand sliding up my back as his fingers curl into my hair. Tugging gently, he urges me to look at him. “When I’m with you the past doesn’t hurt as much. I can see a future for us, Lia. I want it so fucking bad.”
“Drix…” I begin, but he quiets me with a gentle press of a kiss against my lips. A kiss that soon turns from searching and languid into heated and desperate.
TWENTY-FIVE
DRIX
“Fuck, I need to be inside of you,” I mutter against Lia’s mouth, my fingers tangling into her hair, pulling on the strands as my free hand strokes down her chest, cupping her breast, the cake batter sticky beneath my fingers.
Lowering my head, I duck down, licking at the sweetness, the taste exploding in my mouth as I slide my tongue over her skin. She moans, her hands flying to my head, pressing me against her as I cup her breasts and suck her flesh into my mouth, my fucking cock aching with need.
“Don’t stop,” she cries, and I smile against her skin, so fucking happy I could burst.
A sharp stab of guilt penetrates my heart, but I ignore it. I don’t want to think about what will happen when I tell her the truth, I can only live in this moment now, and by fuck, I’m going to enjoy it. Does that make me selfish? Yes, but a part of me is hoping that by the time I do tell her the truth about me, she’ll know me well enough that she doesn’t need to fear me, that she’ll realise what I do is out of obligation, not because I’m a sick bastard like her ex.
Following the trail of cake batter, I lick her clean as she moans, her legs widening, her core pressing against the hard ridge of my jeans as I reach up and press my palm against the top of her chest.
“Lie back for me, Lia,” I command, my voice guttural even to my own ears.
Slowly Lia eases herself back, her cheeks tinted with spots of pink as she rests back against the counter. My gaze trails over her beautiful body, my hands following the movement as I grasp her breasts, then slide my palms lower, coasting over her stomach, before resting on the inside of her trembling thighs.
“Spread your legs. Let me look at you.” I coax, my voice laced with desire.
With eager compliance, Lia spreads her legs, revealing her perfect pink pussy to me. It glistens from her earlier arousal, the centre a deeper pink that drives me wild with want. My cock throbs painfully in my pants, begging for oblivion in her tight cunt.
“You're fucking beautiful,” I mutter, tracing my fingers against her delicate skin. She gasps when I dip a finger inside of her, pumping languidly in and out whilst I watch her face contort with pleasure. Every moan and whimper fuels the fire burning within me.
“Please, Drix,” she begs, arching her back, causing her breasts to bounce enticingly. My mouth waters to taste them again, my dick leaking pre-cum in anticipation. Reluctantly I remove my finger from her pussy, and she lets out a needy whimper.
“Look at me,” I grind out, lifting my finger to my mouth as she blinks up at me, her pupils dilating as I suck my finger into my mouth, tasting her arousal. “Fucking delicious.”
Releasing my fingers with a pop, I deftly undo my zipper, freeing my cock from its confines as I push my jeans and boxers down over my thighs, kicking them free.
