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"I…I didn't check," I replied realizing that should have been my first thought rather than panicking.
"Classic Ethan," she said and kissed my chin. "Whatever would I do with you?"
She took another bite out of the apple and handed me the rest.
"You know apples are poisonous to us doctors, right?" I raised a brow.
"I detoxified this one before eating it," she said, getting in on the joke.
"How exactly did you do that?" I smirked.
"Like this…" she said as she took another bite, held a piece between her lips, and brought it to mine.
I kissed her and took the piece from her mouth. As I chewed, it tasted better than an apple normally would.
"So what do you think? Is it making you keep away?" she asked with a playful grin.
"No, this one makes me want to stay," I replied.
"Good," she said and bit into the apple again, turning away.
I watched her walk away until she stopped to stretch. Her shirt was riding up–it was mine–but not high enough to reveal much. She made her way to the kitchen, and I followed after her. She went over to the sink and started to wash the grapes she had probably found in my fridge. I hugged her from behind as I sniffed her hair deeply. Her scent, for some odd reason, was turning me on. Either that or that detoxified apple from earlier was infused with some kind of aphrodisiac.
"I see you found one of my shirts," I said as my hands slowly pulled up the shirt.
"Judging by what's been pressing against my ass for the past few seconds, I'm assuming you like it," she offered.
"Like, is such a soft word," I replied as I lifted the shirt and leaned down to kiss her neck.
"Hmmm…" she hummed gently.
I licked her neck slowly and she reached for my hair with her left hand. I watched her pluck a grape and offer it to me. I accepted, but there was something I was more interested in eating. Back in Glenn Allen, we were focused on work, and I didn't want to frequent her house, thanks to the closely-knit community. But this was my house, my domain, and everything that stayed in it was my property, including Stacy.
"Hold it up and bend over," I ordered as I took a step back.
She took off the last three buttons and slowly lifted the shirt, revealing a teal G-string. She tied the ends of the shirt into a knot across her stomach and bent over as instructed. Her ass slowly jiggled as she did so. She was twerking slowly, causing her cheeks to shake a bit more while she stared at me from behind while eating another grape. She was sucking on her finger seductively. I got on my knees and gave her ass a good spanking. I watched her ass recoil from the impact while she moaned softly.
I pulled her hips closer and shifted her panties to the side. Using my index finger, I slowly stroked her pussy. She wasn't soaking wet yet, but it was only a matter of time. I switched to two fingers, rubbing her pussy gently with a circular motion. She responded in kind, moving her hips with the same motion. She was now getting wetter as expected.
"Grape," I demanded, and she handed it over to me. I pressed the small ball of fruit against her clit, teasing her with it.
I ate the fruit, seeped with her juices, and it tasted a lot better. I kissed her pussy, softly at first, then almost as if I were imagining it as an extension of her mouth. I started kissing it deeply. My tongue lapped her up, prodding deep into her, before sucking intensely on her outer lips.
"Ah," she gasped loudly and moved her hips backward, burying my face into her core.
My nose was blocked as I focused on sucking her clit. My tongue flicked against it in a furious attempt to make her juice up some more.
"Godddd," she moaned as she tried to pull away, but I held her hips in place and started devouring her even harder.
I was starting to feel too good to think about anything else.
"Ethan, wait…hold on…please…" she pleaded, but she tasted too good for me to stop.
I continued my feasting until I had gotten enough. As I pulled away, the string of her wetness connected my nose back to her pussy. I wiped my nose with a finger and kissed her ass cheek.
"I guess it's your turn,” she whispered. She turned around and removed more buttons to reveal her breasts, but she didn't take off the shirt. Partial clothing can be way hotter than being completely nude.
She squatted and helped me with my pants while I undid my buttons. Judging by how she only unzipped my pants to pull out my dick, I wasn't the only one craving the idea of semi-clothed sex. I took off my shirt and undershirt, tossing them aside. I watched her stroking my dick with one hand while the other busied itself with her pussy.
