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“They don’t call me Frosty Foster for nothing.”
“Nobody calls you Frosty Foster.” I roll my eyes at his nonsense, loving this fun side of him.
“I got a new track coming out. It’s an ode to you.” He pretends to record scratch with his hand vibrating in midair. “She’s stacked, that’s a fact, got a juicy booty that’s a snack…”
By the time he finishes his impromptu lyrical tribute to my bum, we’re rolling with laughter. I enjoy learning the big and little things about Leo, and feel especially close to him as we share the intimacy of getting ready for bed.
Sexual tension crackles between us—in every look, in every touch, in every unspoken word. But Leo hasn’t made any overtures since I arrived. I suspect he’s trying to prove that we can spend time together without fucking each other’s brains out.
When I emerge from the bathroom, Leo’s sitting up in bed, bare-chested with the sheet over his lower half. His gaze lifts from the phone as he says, “I set the alarm to 6:45, is that…” He pauses and his eyes turn hot.
I’m wearing a pink lingerie apron that ties around the waist. Its sweetheart neckline and fitted bodice are trimmed in black, and the ruffled skirt barely covers my crotch.
“Damn,” he rasps when I give him a little twirl, revealing that there’s no back and I hadn’t bothered with the matching panties.
“You like?” I slink toward him, feeling sexy and already wet from just his look.
“Is that a real question?” he asks.
I emit a husky laugh and crawl onto the bed on my hands and knees, stopping to hover over his erection that’s tenting the sheet. “I’m at your service.” I lick my lips and stroke a hand over his happy cock.
“Jazz,” he groans. “I was trying to be good tonight.”
“I know. But as you once told me, I don’t want you to be good. I want you to be bad, Leo. Very, very bad.” I lower the sheet and watch his face beneath my lashes as I lean down to kiss the wide tip. “I’ve been thinking about you coming in my mouth all night long.”
“Fuck,” he breathes, cupping the back of my nape. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
“Show me.” I hold him in one hand and wrap my lips around the plush head. I feel the tension ripple through his body and hear the gruff rumble in his chest as he tugs to stop me.
“Uh-uh,” I protest around his girth.
“We’re going to come together,” he rasps, and pulling me off, turns on my bejewelled lamp that now sits on the side table. Opening the drawer, he retrieves two toys; a silicone black cone that’s shaped like a lava lamp, which I recognize as an anal plug;and the other is a phallically shaped purple column, sort of like a dildo, but different. “What’s that?”
“A G-spot stimulator.”
Oh, wow!
“You’re about to get fucked everywhere, Sweet Pea. I’m not leaving any hole unattended.”
I gush with wetness. Then, kissing me, he deftly unties the halter at my neck, and letting the top of my apron fall, worships my breasts with his mouth and hands.
“I’m supposed to be at your service,” I pant.
“You will be,” he promises darkly. “Open your legs wide for me.”
I quickly oblige. He slides a finger down my cleft, coating it in the copious amount of secretion that he incited. He gathers my wetness and brings it to his mouth. “I love the way you taste, like peaches and cream.”
“Leo.”
“Tell me, baby. Tell me that you need my mouth eating that sweet pussy.”
“Yes, please.”
“So, polite.” He grins and lubes up the wand. “Let’s get you going with this first.” He slides two fingers inside, his groans matching mine as he pushes them in and out, before replacing his fingers with the G-spot wand. It’s not as big and thick as he is, but when he turns it on, it produces a curling motion against my inner walls, designed to seek that magical spot. He watches me take my pleasure, writhing on the bed, while jacking his cock.
“Get on your hands and knees,” he orders in a voice that is feathery gruff.
I move into position, and he grinds against my ass. “I’m going to get you ready to take my cock soon.”
