“Oh, Shane!” I gasp when it makes contact, feeling the slight warmth it still holds as my entire body flushes scarlet. I never once in a million years pictured us playing with food this way, but I’ll admit the thought of Shane licking it off me makes my insides tingle.
Once he’s satisfied with his artwork between my legs, he surprises me by pushing his jersey higher up my body until my breasts come into view. He then dips the silicone spatula back into the chocolate while holding the shirt in place, and begins spilling some over my breasts, making my nipples harder than they already were.
I moan at the strange sensation, biting my lip as my eyes close and I drop my head back. Suddenly, the warmth is replaced by something wet, and my moans quickly turn to whimpers when Shane sucks hard on my breasts, grazing his teeth over my sensitive nipples.
“Oh God, Shane!” I fist his hair, my back arching as he devours one breast after the other.
Shane hums with pleasure, then drags his tongue down my stomach until he reaches my pubic bone. He quickly grabs my thighs, lifting them until I’m forced to lie down completely on the island, and a second later, his mouth is where I crave him the most. My legs rest over his shoulders as he feasts on my core, my hand still gripping his hair tightly as I cry out with every flick of his tongue on my clit.
“Yes! Shane, yes! Please, don’t stop! Oh God, I’ve missed this so much!”
“Yeah, baby? Did you miss having my tongue against your pussy?” Shane kisses my aching bud delicately while looking up at me as I release his hair and push myself up on my forearms, my blush traveling lower to my navel.
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to these kinds of filthy words, but I love hearing them come from Shane’s lips when we’re in the act. It gets me all hot and bothered. I bit my lip and nod, feeling the tip of my nose and ears getting warm. He smirks, a playful look flickering in his eyes, and I know exactly what he’s going to say next.
“Say it.” He kisses the inside of my thigh.
Shane enjoys hearing me say naughty things, but he also knows how uncomfortable it makes me. Aside from his disastrous birthday night experience and the occasional slip during intercourse, I never ever say anything inappropriate. But right now, I really want to say all those filthy things to him just to see him go all crazy on me despite my face overheating at the thought alone.
I swallow then let a breath out as I prepare to say what he’s waiting for. “I missed having your tongue against my pussy.”
“Fuck, Angel,” he growls and gets back to work instantly, licking, nibbling, and sucking on my most sensitive parts. I fist his hair once more as I rock against his face, that tingling ball inside my stomach growing with each flick of his tongue until I’m crying out and coming all over his face.
I drop back to the counter, releasing his hair in the process as I pant loudly, trying to regain my breath while Shane leisurely licks me clean. I can still feel remnants of the chocolate drizzle over my breasts, and I’m sure there is still some between my legs as well. I’ll need a thorough shower after this.
Once Shane is satisfied with his cleaning duties, he straightens to his full height, remaining between my spread legs, and begins unbuttoning his dress shirt. I sit up, admiring the view as inchafter delicious inch of his beautiful torso is revealed to me. I never get over how handsome Shane is, just like I still can’t believe he’s in love with me.
I wet my lips as he finally removes his shirt entirely, then begins undoing his pants. With his head down and not paying attention to me, I dip the tip of my fingers into the chocolate bowl that is slowly starting to harden. I quietly bring my hand in front of me before pressing my fingers to his chest and dragging them down his beautiful abs.
“Oops…” I whisper with a blush.
Shane chuckles, looking at himself as he pushes his pants and boxers down. “Now what are we going to do about that?”
I dip my fingers once more, then cover the other side of his chest with more chocolate. “Well, you do know that I always clean up my messes,” I murmur, leaning in as I hold onto him by the waist and flatten my tongue right above his pec.
He’s right, I am getting bolder, but that doesn’t stop my body from lighting up like I’m freaking Rudolph on Christmas night. Thank God Shane seems to adore my excessive blush or else I would be highly embarrassed right now.
His penis twitches as I drag my tongue over his nipple, then do the same to the other one. Picking up more chocolate with only one finger this time, I glide it delicately over the length of his shaft as he hisses. He grabs me by the waist, quickly understanding where this is going, and sets me down on the ground in front of him as I continue licking the chocolate from his chest.
I kiss over his belly button as I kneel on the floor, bringing his length right at eye level. I know I’m missing a lot of places and there’s still chocolate all over him, but I couldn’t care less. I’m salivating just at the thought of having him in my mouth very soon. If only the Aubrey from a few months ago could see menow, she’d have a heart attack and probably think I’ve lost my mind.
I fist Shane’s penis, leisurely gliding my hand up and down the smooth skin and making little pearly beads appear at the top. My eyes lock onto his as I stick my tongue out and lick the sides of his shaft then the top, cleaning up all the chocolate before moving to the head and sucking it into my mouth.
Shane’s nostrils flare as his lips part and his hand tangles into my hair. I bob my head up and down his penis, never breaking eye contact, and hum every time I get a taste of him on my tongue. I glide my free hand up his abs, feeling them contract under my touch as he groans, his hips flexing and making his length hit the back of my throat. I gag slightly, my throat constricting around the head of his penis and something in Shane snaps.
One second, I’m on my knees with his penis in my mouth, and the next, I’m in his arms, lips crashing together, teeth scraping against each other, and tongues twirling as one.
He quickly sets me back on the kitchen island, pulling me as close to the edge as possible, and holds one of my legs up while positioning himself at my entrance. Within my next breath, Shane slams into me and I scream, my eyes rolling back as I see stars and drop down to the counter. He rams into me repeatedly like a crazed man, holding me by the thighs as I feel myself seconds away from bursting.
“Oh Shane! Yes! Fuck! Shane!” I moan loudly as one hand fists my own hair while the other holds on to the edge of the counter near my butt, keeping me in place so that I can feel every one of his savage thrusts deep inside of me. “I’m going to come! Oh God, I’m going to come!”
“That’s it, Angel, fucking come all over my cock,” he grunts out, his muscles straining as sweat drips from his hairline.
“I’M COMING! I’M COMING! I’M COM—” I cry out as a blinding orgasm overtakes my senses and my back arches off the counter, my body shaking uncontrollably.
Shane continues to plow into me despite my climax devouring me whole. Barely ten seconds later, I’m tipping over the edge once more as I scream and pull my legs up, trying desperately to close them but his body prevents me from doing so. He thrusts three more times before letting out a powerful roar that I swear rings out through the house, his penis thickening inside of me right as his warmth begins to fill me.
We’re both gasping for air as Shane collapses onto his forearms above me, his sweaty forehead pressed against my shoulder. I glide my fingers through his humid strands, my legs hanging off the counter limply. “I think we might need to clean your jersey after this,” I say breathlessly with a giggle.
