Page 7 of Chef's Kiss


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“Happy New Year.” I bend down, bringing my mouth toward hers.

“Happy New Year, Cam.”

“One…Happy New Year!”

She grips my lapels, raising onto her tippy toes as her lips come crashing against mine. Balloons fall from the ceiling. Noisemakers fill the air. But all I can think about is how delicious my Liz tastes, how I can’t wait to taste more of her.

My hands trail up and down her back as I press my hardness up against her. I can unlatch myself from her, but I know I can’t take her like I want to out here on the dance floor.

“I have a room.” My lips brush hers when I speak. “Here at the Inn. I got a room for tonight so I didn’t have to drive home.”

Her hooded eyes meet mine as her rubbed-red lips spread into a smile. “What are we waiting for?”

I grab her hand and lead her down the hall and up the stairs toward my room. I can’t get her there fast enough. I want to see those gorgeous curves laid out before me. I’m so anxious I can barely get the key in the door, but when I do, it’s on.

Inside she throws herself against me, pinning me against the wall and tasting every inch of my mouth. My hands find the hem of her dress, and I pull it up over her hips, looping my fingers in her panties and sliding them all the way down until she kicks them off.

My hand darts between her legs, caressing her warm, dripping wetness. “I love how wet you are for me.” I say, bringing my fingers up to my lips and giving them a suck, tasting her juices on my fingertips. Liz takes in a sharp inhale as my fingers return, caressing her slick opening.

I drop to my knees, ready to drink her in. She lifts her leg over my shoulder as I press my face into her soaking-wet pussy, licking the length of her slit. She fucks my face as I suck her tiny bundle of nerves into my mouth and slide one finger deep inside her.

I can barely come up for air, but I’d rather die than stop pleasing my woman. I twist my hand and tap her spot until she whimpers over and over. Finally, moaning out. “I’m going to come.”

I suck her clit even harder as her lips pulse against my own, and she releases every ounce of her warm desire all over my chin. It’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. She has to wrestle to pull her leg away from me because I simply cannot get enough.

“Christ,” she says, breathless, as I lift her dress up over her head, kissing my way up her stomach and in between her breasts as I do. “You’re a maniac.”

“For you, Liz, I am. You taste so fucking good, I never want to stop.”

“Wow.” She moans as I toss her dress to the floor and take one of her pebble-hard peaks into my mouth. Her delicate fingers fist my hair as I lose myself in the curve of her delicate breasts.

“Your body is a work of art, woman. I love the way you feel.”

She pulls my suit coat off of my shoulders; then she unbuttons my shirt. I would help her, but I can’t tear my mouth away from her. I’ll take any bit of her flesh I can get. She’s like a drug, and I’m an addict.

I finally get my wits about me and help her unbuckle my pants as she pulls my shirt off, her fingers gripping my chest. “You’re so fucking big, Cam. I love it.” Her words make me feel even bigger. All I want is for my woman to be happy, and it sounds like she is. “Get your fucking pants off, already.” She giggles.

I do as I’m told and step out of them as her fingers loop into the waistband of my boxer briefs. She pulls them down, causing my cock to spring to life, glistening with pre-cum. I’m ready for this.

Liz licks her full lips and before I can stop her, lowers herself to her knees. She takes me into her mouth, and stars dance before my eyes. It’s been a while since anyone’s done this to me, and now I know I don’t want anyone but Liz to ever do it again. She slides my shaft along her tongue with ease. It feels so good, I’m about to come, so I gently pull her away.

“No, baby.” I help her up and press my lips against hers. “I want to come in you.”

“I want that, too.” She can barely tear her lips away from mine as we move toward the bed.

ChapterSeven

Liz

My senses are on overload;my body still recovering from Cameron’s amazing tongue. His body looks even better than I imagined. His strong pecs, six-pack abs, and god-like shoulders are things I’ve never seen in real life, only in superhero movies. But Cam’smysuperhero tonight.

“Get on the bed.” I do as he says, and he turns toward the bathroom.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m getting protection.”

“I’m safe.” I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth, but I’m throwing all caution to the wind. I want to feel his long, slick length buried deep inside me with nothing between us. In fact, I want him to fill me with his seed so that he feels the exact amount of satisfaction I already have.

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