Page 74 of Chemistry: The Chemist

“I’ll be in the kitchen,” she announced, catching me off guard.

“For what?”

“You were very clear when you said you were hungry, Chem. It’s my fault we didn’t have dinner. I’m taking my rightful place in the kitchen so I can feed you.”

Stunned by her declaration, I scratched the hair of my chin. Words swirled in my head. I chose the correct ones carefully and stepped closer to Eden. I tipped her chin upward, wanting to make sure she understood every word I spoke.

“Your rightful place is wherever the fuck your heart desires. I’m not a man who believes a woman has certain duties and certain areas of the home where she belongs. I’ve got staff for that shit. I’d rather peel my eyes from my skull than watch you slave over a stove if that’s not where your heart is.

“I’m not around this motherfucker building engines and making home repairs. You won’t ever see me get my hands dirty. Not in that sense. It’s loathsome. We delegate, Choc, so we can spend our time and energy on progression.

“That’s all that ever matters. Progression! Leave the inconveniences to the others. They’re compensated well and love their jobs. I can think of a few ways you can feed me right now without stepping foot in that kitchen unless that’s what you truly want to do.” I paused. “Is it?”

She shook her head from one side to the other.

“Well, then. That’s settled.”

I leaned down, tapping my shoulder. She placed her hands on both and lifted her right leg. I slid a shoe off one foot and followed up with the other. She shrunk a few inches but was still a considerable height.

By the hand, I guided her up the stairs and toward the master suite. When we arrived, I wasn’t in the mood for small talk. Eden was too fucking remarkable in that two-piece. My dick was growing rapidly, tenting my pants and causing discomfort.

As I unbuttoned my shirt, taking her all in, my requests began. I needed her stripped down to nothing much sooner than later.

“Take them clothes off, Choc. And stretch out. I want to see that pussy.”

There was an immediate shift in the atmosphere. Her eyes grew lazy. Delayed blinks and lingering stares were evidence I wasn’t a fool. She was covered in lust. Her entire demeanor had changed. Sex oozed from her body.

She shed one piece of clothing at a time. I didn’t miss a second of her disrobing. Her dark nipples pierced the air. Her arousal coated the room, fondling the hairs of my nose. She smelled divine.

Ovulation was on the horizon. My heir would soon be more than an unfertilized egg in her womb. Sperm could survive for days. With my luck, it would. Just in case it didn’t, I’d refill her in two days, when I was sure her body was ready for reproduction.

Eden rendered me speechless as she climbed on the bed on all fours, turned around, and spread her legs. She grabbed her ankles, stretching them as far as they would go. Her pussy glistened with moisture, the bright pinkness of her insides exposing itself slightly.

Definitely burn down the fucking city, I concluded, lowering to my knees in front of her. Kill some shit. Empty my fucking accounts.

My tongue lapped her pussy, ready to help her reach the finish line.

“Cheeeeeeeem.”

Her pearl had hardened and was peeping from underneath her hood so I didn’t have to search for it. Eden’s fingers gripped the sheets beneath her. Though I wanted to stay awhile, from the convulsions of her body, I knew she wouldn’t last long. She had been deprived. Her orgasm wouldn’t wait. Couldn’t wait.

I apologize, I wanted to tell her, but the thought of her flesh slipping from my mouth wouldn’t allow me to.

“Oh fuuuu– Yesssss!” she squealed, barely above a whisper.

My fingers pushed through her barriers and were immediately drenched in her creaminess. The lubrication allowed me to slide my hand up and down my dick as my fingers wrapped around it. As I massaged her pussy with my tongue, I massaged my dick.

Up and down. I kept a steady pace and applied pressure, knowing it was the key to a successful, intense orgasm. Eden began gyrating her hips beneath me, matching my rhythm. Her body was moving involuntarily, preparing to reach new heights.

“Yessss. Please don– don’t stop.”

I won’t.

Her walls came crashing down. She released the built tension onto my tongue.

“I’m cumming. Ummmmmm,” she moaned, completely stilling before sudden jerks prevailed.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck.”

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