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No. Smiling.
She finishes up with a few other customers, because this stand is always bustling and we just cut in line like douchebags. Seems no one minds though.
They all know Jimbob and Delilah.
They don’t seem to mind that they’re rule breakers.
“How about you, sweetie? Want anything?” she asks her son.
“I’ll try the snickerdoodle, Ma. Thanks,” Jimbob says.
She lights up at the request and then starts to work on the sugary-sweet monstrosity. I’m mostly sure that with all that sugar in there, no coffee can actually fit into the damn cup. But still, Jimbob looks mighty pleased with the taste of it. He smacks his lips together and his eyes roll back into his head.
Looks like he’s having an orgasm and it’s making my dick hard. Again.
He adds ten dollars to the five he already put down, obviously overpaying for the stuff his mom made, and then kisses his mom on the cheek before taking my arm and leading me away. I can feel his touch all the way through me. It’s absolutely searing. I try to move away from him, but end up stepping closer.
I can’t seem to stay away. This is why I ended up kissing him the night of the meteor shower. I wanted to stay in my car, stay far away from this man, but ended up planting my lips on his instead. It was like I was drawn to him.
It’s too much. I don’t know why this is happening to me, but I can’t seem to fight it.
“Alright, Braxton. I know you’re not a fan of sugar, but this is different. You gotta try the honey,” Jimbob says as he continues to lead me through the crowd. We aren’t moving fast, and I’m nearly plastered against him as we walk, the coffee in one hand and the honey sticks in the other. When we finally stop between some tents, he takes one from me and rips the end open with his teeth.
He looks far too hot doing that, if you ask me. Should be illegal.
A lot of Kansas should, if I’m being honest.
“Uh, thanks, but now it has your germs all over it,” I say, but it’s just a hedge. I’m already bringing the plastic to my lips and sucking the sweet liquid out of the straw-like container. It’s almost like kissing him.
Sweetness explodes on my tongue and a soft whimper slips out of my throat before I can stop it. Seems I like sweet more than I thought.
Jimbob’s breath hitches, and his eyes swivel down to my lips. I don’t know why, but I relish his attention. The blue of his eyesare blown out and the black of his pupils nearly overtakes his irises.
Wrapping my lips around the straw, I take a long pull of the honey and let out a low, soft groan as I lick and tug at the end of it. His mouth drops open, and he rubs at his chest.
Maybe he shouldn’t have turned me down for the blow job after all. I could have been doing this to him instead of the bee goop. Anything goopy shouldn’t be sexy, but apparently Jimbob thinks it is. His eyes track the motion of my tongue as he swallows roughly. His pink tongue darts out, licking at his lips, and his voice is raspy when he asks, “Good?”
I nod my head, my eyes locked on him. “Mhm.” I don’t know why I’m doing this. I don’t want to give him any ideas, but here I am, licking at honey like it’s fresh cum from a penis.
This fucker.
He’s making me do stupid things…in the middle of the farmer’s market, where anyone could see.
This is insanity. But I don’t stop. I just keep taunting him, and myself, if I’m honest. My dick positively throbs, and I do nothing to stop it from growing harder.
But reality comes crashing back in when a loud rumbling laugh penetrates our lust bubble, and I finally get ahold of myself. I lower the honey stick to my side and swipe at my mouth.
“Why did you make me do that?” I grumble, and Jimbob wets his lips again.
“Do what?”
“Lick it like that? You’re…you’re making me do dumbass things with honey.”
“Am I though? What if I tell you it’s the bees? They’re real friendly,” he says, and then his lips start to twitch. “Kind of horny too. Should see them going at it.”
“Oh my god,” I say with a small laugh and then start walking again, which only makes Jimbob catch up to me with those long strides. Seems he’s not done with me yet.
Fine by me.
