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Picking up the sauce again, I drip it down her thigh, holding her gaze while I suck it off, slowly moving closer and closer to the apex of her thighs until I’m so close, I can smell her. Goddamn, she smells like she was made for me. My mouth waters, eagerly anticipating what comes next. Will she give it to me?
“Can I?”
Hesitantly, the leg that’s still perched on the island falls to the side, and she’s finally—fucking finally—spread wide for me. I groan at her nearly bare pussy with only a trimmed patch of hair above her slit. I skip the chocolate sauce and instead shake the can of whipped cream, squirting a row down each of her outer pussy lips. I don’t want to get it on the inner parts, worried it’ll give her an infection or some shit.
Dipping down, with one hand on her thigh and the other on her lower stomach, I take my time cleaning the sweet cream off her, not allowing myself to dip between her lips and taste the cream that’s uniquely her. Not yet.
“Oh, God,” she cries, but it’s a good sound, full of lust and need. Exactly what I wanted to hear.
“This is my pussy from now on. You hear me?” I ask. “Nothing and no one matters after this moment because you’re mine.”
“Yours,” she says in agreement.
“That’s my good fuckin’ girl.” I run a finger up her center, so goddamn thankful to find her wet. I’d stop here and now if she wasn’t.
She inhales sharply as I repeat the motion, only this time with my tongue, giving her clit a flick on the upstroke. Just like I imagined, she tastes like my new favorite thing, tangy and sweet, the perfect combination. One taste isn’t enough, and when I eat pussy, I fuckin’ eat that shit.
I lick and suck, stopping now and then to remind her she’s mine and how fuckin’ proud of her I am. I use my fingers to spread her open, nearly coming in my pants when I get a look at what’s easily the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. So pink, so wet, and so ready to come for me.
She lowers onto her elbows, her head rolling back as I slowly insert a finger.
“Oh my God, yes!” she shouts. “God. Fuck. Rigger. Jesus Christ.”
I grin and pump my finger in and out while I lick and suck at her swollen clit. Her thighs shake as her internal muscles tighten, telling me she’s close, so I keep doing what I’m doing until it happens. She screams a string of curse words as she spasms around me, her juices dripping down her pussy and onto the counter.
Witnessing her falling apart is the greatest moment of my life, and I can’t help but be fucking proud that I’m the one who made it happen.
When she collapses onto the counter, her arms fling to her sides, and I give her pulsing clit one last kiss.
“Rigger, that was. . . I don’t even know.” Laughter erupts from deep inside her. “I think I get it now. Oh my god, do I get it.”
I set her leg down and move to her side, resting an elbow on the island and gazing down at her. “You good?”
“So good.” She rolls onto her side, using my shoulders to help her sit up, then pulls me to her, crushing her lips to mine. I hold her close, wanting her to feel how much I fucking love her and how happy she’s made me. Pulling away, she hugs me back.
“I love you, babe.”
“I love you too.” She pulls away and moves her hands to the waistband of my jeans.
“Not tonight,” I say, stopping her.
“But you haven’t. . . you know.”
“Come?” I fill in the word while I adjust the rock-hard erection in my pants. “No, I didn’t, and I’m not going to. Not tonight. Tonight was all about you.”
She screws her lips. “I don’t feel right about that.”
I pick her clothes up off the ground. “I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”
“But why?” True concern is etched on her face, and I wonder if I fucked up.
Setting her clothes down next to her, I place my hands on her hips and say, “I don’t want to fuck it up, and Danielle said go slow. So this is me, going fuckin’ slow.”
“Do you not want to?”
I take her hand and place it over my cock. “Baby, I can’t wait to fuck you stupid, but your idea of using the rooms sparked my imagination, and now I have a plan. You don’t want to ruin my plan, do you?”
Her smile returns. “I guess not.”
