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"How about some dessert?" she suggests playfully.
I smile and lean down to place a tender kiss on her neck before spinning us around so that she's leaning against the kitchen countertop while I stand between her legs.
"Dessert sounds perfect," I reply, placing slow kisses down her shoulder blade until they reach the base of her spine.
My hand begins unbuttoning her pants, her soft moans of pleasure filling me with satisfaction. I tug them down slowly, needing to savor this moment as she steps out of them.
Her skin is like warm velvet beneath my fingertips as I trace patterns over her stomach and up to the lace-covered elastic of her black lace bra. With a gentle tug, I pull it off, revealing perfectly full breasts that are rightfully proud after feeding our child.
My mouth waters at the sight, remembering how they once filled my hands and taste buds. The thought of tasting her sweet milk sends a shiver down my spine.
I take a deep breath and lower my head, kissing one nipple gently before suckling on it while rolling the other between my fingers. Her breath hitches and she throws her head back in pleasure, arching into me as she groans out loudly.
Her scent envelops me—a mix of vanilla and womanhood—and I can't help but continue my assault on her neck and chest as one hand moves down to cup her sex through her panties. She's already wet for me, anticipating this moment just as much as I am.
With a gentle push, I slide her panties down her legs before kneeling to remove them completely. Her eyes flutter closed as she leans against the counter with a deep sigh of contentment.
My tongue dips into her navel, swirling around the tiny dimple before trailing lower to tease her sensitive bud. She shudders against my touch and gasps as I finally take her into my mouth, tasting her sweetness.
My free hand squeezes one perfect breast, massaging it gently as I lavish attention on her other sensitive spot. She tastes better than any dessert I've ever had.
Her hips buck off the countertop now, seeking more of my tongue as I lick and nip at her clit, feeling the muscles in her legs tighten and release with each exquisite sensation.
She gasps my name and I pull back to look up at her, seeing the need in her eyes.
She whispers my name in a mixture of awe and desire as my tongue works its magic on her clit. Her hips buck against my face, begging for more.
I oblige, feeling her walls clench around my tongue as she nears climax. Her taste is sweet and salty from our earlier encounter, adding to the euphoria of making love to both my mate and our child's mother.
As she comes undone in my mouth, I stand up and pull off my boxers, freeing my erection. She looks up at me through heavy-lidded eyes, lust evident in every inch of her being.
I position myself at her entrance and slowly push in, filling her completely as our eyes meet once again. Her body wraps around me automatically as we begin to move together in sync, the soft smacking of our skin filling the quiet kitchen.
Her breasts bounce with every thrust as we move together, our love for each other pulsing between us as if it were a living thing. The sounds of our passion echo in the room, drowning out everything else but us—our heavy breaths and our moans mingling into one harmonious symphony.
I reach around to pinch her nipples between my fingers again, watching as she throws her head back in bliss. The sight of her like this—wild and free and mine—is enough to push me over the edge.
Our lovemaking is slow and sensual as we both savor this moment, relishing in each other's company once again. We were made for this dance, our bodies moving together in perfect unison as if it were destiny.
I lean down to capture her mouth in a passionate kiss. Her head tilts back in pleasure as her tongue darts out to lick her lips, her eyes locked on mine.
She closes them tightly as I brush my lips against hers, feeling the soft touch of our kisses merge into one another's mouths. Her breathing quickens as I pull away from her lips, teasing her ear with soft whispers of what's to come.
"You taste so good," I murmur against her skin, nipping at her lobe gently. "So sweet and so damn addicting."
She lets out a moan that vibrates through my entire body, arching into me with a fervor that takes my breath away. My hand slides down to cup her ass, squeezing it tightly as I beginthrusting into her, feeling the softness of her flesh against my harder length.
She groans into the kiss, her tongue dancing with mine as our hips move in tandem. The friction between us is electric, sending shivers down our spines.
Our tongues continue to explore each other's mouths as our hips grind together, creating a wet slapping sound against one another's skin. It's primal and needy and exactly what we both crave in this moment.
I nip at her lower lip before slipping my tongue back into her mouth, savoring the taste of hers in mine. She tastes like flurrberries today—her favorite flavor—and it only intensifies the passion coursing through me.
"God, you feel so good," she pants, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as her body tightens around me.
I press deeper still, hitting that sweet spot inside her that always sends her over the edge. Her legs tremble violently; she's so close now.
The smell of flurrberries lingers heavy in the air mixed with our sweat and desire. Every thrust makes her juices coat my shaft in a slick sheen as I plunge into her depths. We're both whimpering now, lost in the sensations that only we know how to give each other.
