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“Because now you’re mine to do with as I please,” he said lifting her. He knew she expected him to go hard, fast and furious. He realized he wanted to draw out every sensation. “Are you ready,” he asked.

“What are you planning,” she said as he strode into the kitchen.

“You’ll see,” he said. Reaching into their cooler, he pulled out a can of spray whipping cream. Returning to the bed, he changed it to a table.

“I’m not licking that off you,” she said laughing.

“No, you aren’t,” he said. “You’re the licked, I’m the licker.”

“Don’t be,” she clung to him as he set her on the table.

“Lay back,” he said and waited.

“This is… you can’t possibly,” Sheridan said blushing at the prospect.

“I’ve licked things off you before,” he said. “Lay back and let me enjoy my treat.”

“This is silly,” she said but she laid back and let him have his way.

“We’ll see,” he said. “Nothing wrong with a little experimenting. Bet I can make you climax with just sucking your breasts.”

“I’m not betting with you anymore,” she said squinting at him.

“Why not,” he said.

“You and your damn pheromones,” she said. He pressed the nozzle on the whipping cream and it spurted out on her breast. He created a peak, smiled at the look of it.

He licked and smeared it all over her breasts. Before he even smeared it, she was holding his head to her breast. He spurted more on her other breast and licked, all around it, letting the cold whipping cream settle on her hot body. He licked his way from the large mound of her breast to the tight nub screaming for his mouth. Her body clenched as another orgasm ripped through her, tightened her channel. She squirmed wanting penetration.

The sweetness of the whipped cream enticed him. Her body aroused him. Wherever he licked, he spewed whipping cream on her body and licked it up. Along her ribs, down to her belly button, down, down, to between her legs. The whipped cream smeared on her thighs, along her folds. “You’re a dirty girl,” he murmured and kept licking her. He turned her face down, sprayed whipping cream on her bum. He licked and sucked his way around her bottom, spread her cheeks, sprayed her with the last of the whipping cream. Instead of nibbling on her, he pushed his large cock into her. A climax ripped through her, strong and clamping down on his invading cock.

“Cade,” she mumbled into her arms as he slipped easily into her, banged his balls into her folds, rubbed her clit. She climaxed a second time so fast, it took them both by surprise. He kept kissing her back, her bum. Slowly he thrust into her, driving her higher, higher, until she didn’t think.

He slipped from her bum to her channel, felt the slick fire in her core. “Sheridan,” he murmured as he leaned into her slowly, pressed his vibrating needy cock so deep in her, he wasn’t sure whether they were two individuals anymore. An agonizingly slow insertion and retreat. Again. Again. Again. She moaned as the length of his cock slipped deep into her. She growled when he withdrew. Dragging her slowly higher, tension built in her body, in his body. So in tune, he knew when he pushed her almost to the point of pain. Then he slammed his cock into her hard and fast. They both erupted into matching climaxes, bodies trembling, moans and mutters uttered nonsensically. She lay beneath him trembling. “We need more,” she muttered.

“More what,” he thought stupidly as he tried to bring his mind back into his body.

“Whipping cream,” she said with a smile. “Cade?”

“Want a shower,” he murmured. “You are a bit sticky.”

“Whose fault is that,” she laughed.

“Yours. You lost the bet,” he said.

***

“How much do you need,” Sheridan asked quietly looking over her shoulder to make sure Cade wasn’t coming up the stairs.

“Only four hundred more,” Hazel said. “I know it seems like a lot but Frannie needs some things. Mia isn’t working, you know. It’s a lot for us to handle.”

“I know, mom,” Sheridan looked at her account. She’d been saving to buy shares. Now she had to wait longer. “I’ll transfer it over, but I won’t be able to send the monthly amount this month. You’re wiping me out.”

“Oh, we rely on your contribution,” Hazel said. “I don’t know how we’ll make ends meet. Everything is very expensive.”

“Mom, I don’t have the funds to do both,” Sheridan said.

“Can’t Cade help out,” Hazel asked. “I mean he’s your boss essentially. You deserve a bonus.”

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