Page 48 of Dangerous Play

Her grip around the mixing bowl tightened, and I watched her profile light up as she dug her finger into the remaining dough, before offering it to me.

Without hesitation, I captured her dough soaked fingers and licked off the delicious mix of sugar and chocolate. A moan escaped me, and suddenly I was transported back in time to our first fake photoshoot when she bit my finger.

I made sure my tongue ran along her whole finger, cleaning off the sweet heaven.

“Gosh, this is amazing,” I moaned into her ear.

Heat colored her cheeks as she asked, “Do you want more?”

“Always,” I muttered and with hooded gaze, I watched her dug into the remainders again and bring it to my lips.

I licked her fingers, while my eyes fixated on the small cookie dough stuck to her cheek.

Without further thinking I spun her around and sitting her on top of the counter, I kissed her cheek, clearing off the sweet mess. “You had some on your cheeks.”

“Oh,” she chuckled and her eyes grew wider when I took the bowl from her.

“May I?” I asked politely, before dipping my fingers in it, and spooned a big amount into my mouth. I couldn’t help but moan as the sugary sweetness melted in my mouth. Plus, I was dying to tease her. “This is amazing, Blossom.”

“I want to try some,” she said, tucking a lose piece of hair behind her ear, and she blinked up at me with pleading green eyes. A shy smile tugged at her lips and suddenly the room temperature doubled.

With two fingers, I spooned the dough and reached it out to her, allowing her lips to wrap around my fingers and she sucked on them.

My cock strained behind my zipper as her tongue licked off the dough and it took all my restrain to keep my face straight.

A small moan fell from her lips. “It does taste divine.” Mischief lit up her eyes and her smile turned into a wide grin. “Don’t you want more?”

I narrowed my eyes at her, as all my blood pooled south of my body and thinking clear has become a big challenge.

“I do,” I said slowly, as I picked up some dough and without a second thought smudged it all over her face and neck.

Ivy squealed from my sudden food attack, but before she could run away, I planted my hands on either side of her and leaned in. Our noses brushed and electricity sizzled between us just like that day on the beach. We’ve been at this many time, always dancing at the thin line between fake dating and real passion. I felt it every single time I was with her, and fighting it became increasingly hard.

“Guess, I’ll just have to clean you up,” I muttered, my voice sounding deeper and raspier than before.

Ivy’s chest rose and fell in a rapid motion as she nodded. “You better…”

With a cocky grin, I leaned in licking her neck in one swift motion, aching to taste her skin under my lips. She tasted divine, especially as her flowery scent mixed with the chocolate chip cookies.

She sucked in a deep breath and held it in as my mouth moved over her jaw, kissing and licking her cheeks, forehead and nose. Every single inch of her head but her lips. Never her lips. I wasn’t going to cross that line in private unless she begged me for it.

Her hand gripped the front of my t-shirt and she pulled me closer to her, until I was standing against her, and Ivy’s legs came around my waist.

Our noses touched and I took a breather. “I think you’re clean.”

Ivy shook her head, and smudging some dough over my lips, she kissed me. It wasn’t a slow and passionate one like the one we shared on the beach. It was rushed, full of teeth and in between giggles. It almost felt natural.

My body relaxed into hers, allowing my hips to push into her soft center and get as close to her as we could, as the cookie dough melted in my mouth together with her greedy tongue.

“Oh my gosh what a mess!” Kaia laughed.

Her voice felt like a cold shower, and I quickly stepped back, over the mixing bowl that somehow ended up on the floor, the dough spilled around us.

“You guys need to get a room.” She snickered, phone in her hand as she took some pictures of us and the mess around us.

“The cookies!” Ivy came to her senses first, jumping off the countertop and quickly heading to the oven, as I stood there frozen.

Kaia’s laugh followed her into the room as I looked back at Ivy. “Did you hear her come?” I asked casually, as my drumming heart and aching cock settled slowly.

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