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Fucking hellthis was getting hotter every minute. I slipped the ruined lingerie off her shoulders, and she straightened up, jutting her shoulders back and leaving her breasts on display, rather than shying away.
Nigel repeated his motions with the knife, this time slicing away the fabric of her panties on her hips. The last of Megan’s clothing dropped away.
I was tired of watching; I wanted to be a more active participant. “Lay down,” I said.
Megan’s smirk was deceptively shy, and she laid on her back in the middle of the towel, her round breasts and pert nipples on display, and that seductive V at the top of her legs teasing me.
“Do you have a preference?” Nigel pointed at the sweet toppings he’d set on the dresser by the door.
I grabbed the chocolate, and he picked up the whipped cream. He squirted healthy dollops on each of Megan’s breasts.
She squealed. “It tickles.”
“Good. It’s working.” I grinned.
Nigel filled his own mouth with whipped cream. How was that as erotic as the naked woman on the bed?
“I’m thinking I want some of that, too,” I said.
“So greedy. Open up.”
I opened my mouth for Nigel, and he hit me with a dose of can propelled whipped cream. Instead of pulling away when he was done, he gripped the back of my neck, startling me, and crushed his mouth to mine.
I adapted quickly to the surprise kiss, pressing back. Taking control and pushing my body into his. This was messy and sweet and rough, with the scuff of his five o’clock shadow against my face, and Nigel’s tongue warring with mine.
When we broke apart, we were both chuckling and panting. A new layer of desire thrummed through me, mingling with what I felt when I looked at Megan, and making me wonder—could I turn fucking into a competitive sport with Nigel?
“If you two are going to play with each other, should I clean myself off, so I can watch?” Megan’s question cut through the tension.
If I had to pick tonight, she was exactly who I wanted. I gave her my full attention. “I haven’t forgotten about you, and don’t you dare go anywhere.” I stripped my shirt off and knelt next to her on the bed.
The whipped cream was already melting on her hot skin, and I was happy to lap it up, spending extra time on her nipples, and enjoying her sighs punctuated with light laughs. I drizzled chocolate on next. It wasn’t so easy to lick off, and it made more of a mess, but that just meant I got to lick harder.
And kissing her after was a hell of a lot of fun.
Nigel gripped her wrists and pinned them above her head. “Don’t move, or you’ll make a mess.”
“How will I—?” Megan snapped her mouth shut when he sliced the first blueberry and set both halves on the inside of her wrists.
With a precision I’d rarely seen in my life, Nigel set out a row of sliced berries down one of her arms and up the other, in a painfully neat line. He leaned in to eat his work, and I returned my attention to drizzling chocolate over my canvas and licking it off.
Megan twisted her hips and whimpered and pressed into my mouth, but she managed to do it all without moving her arms from above her head.
“Good girl.” Nigel pressed his lips to hers in a kiss that was sweeter than the whipped cream, then he stepped away from the bed.
This was too much fun.
Megan placed her palm on my chest, and pushed me away and upright. She grabbed the syrup from me. “Pants off.”
“Excuse me?” I complied despite my surprise, and Megan’s gaze never pulled away from me. Her attention was more arousing than a room full of women watching me undress. Her focus and Nigel’s had my cock springing free and begging for more, as I set the rest of my clothes aside.
Nigel stripped down as well, though he didn’t join us when I knelt on the bed again.
Rolling onto her knees, Megan crawled toward me. When her soft fingers brushed my shaft, I bucked into her touch. She drizzled syrup along my dick, and squeaked when it was too much and dripped onto her and the towel. With a snap of the cap on the bottle, she tossed it aside, and dipped her head quickly. The way she took most of my length in her mouth, to keep chocolate from getting everywhere, drew a loud groan from me. I thrust into her face without thought.
She didn’t pull away. Instead she dove in with enthusiasm, her ass in the air and her mouth around my cock. Each time she drew her tongue over my shaft, my pelvis bucked in response.Fuckshe felt incredible.
I knotted my fingers in her hair, holding her in place and fucking her face. I couldn’t think about anything but her talented tongue on my skin.
