Page 66 of With Love

Marshall

Adrienne is pushing the leftover food from our plates into the trashcan and then handing them to me to be rinsed off. Just like we used to. When the dishes are loaded into the dishwasher, I turn around and see Adrienne leaning up against the counter facing me. The strawberries are still sitting next to her. Drying my hands, all I can think about is the way she bit into that strawberry earlier. I throw the dish towel down on the counter and walk slowly over to her. Standing mostly to the side of her, I reach past her and grab a strawberry from the carton and take a bite.

“They’re good, aren’t they?” she asks.

“Delicious. Here, have the rest of this one.” She reaches out for the piece of fruit but I ignore her hand and hold it up to her lip.

She takes it into her mouth, leaving only the stem behind. I drop the stem onto the counter and grab another, smaller strawberry. This time, I remove the stem and place the larger end of the strawberry in my mouth. Holding it between my teeth, I move closer to her, boxing her in with my body, and touch the tip of the fruit to her bottom lip.

Her breath hitches as she sticks her tongue out, touching the tip and licking it slowly before putting her mouth over it and taking a bite. Watching her, I see the juice threaten to drip down her chin, so I take the other half into my mouth before covering her lips with mine. Sucking on her bottom lip, I lap it up as I chew the fruit that is in my mouth. I swallow the fleshy part, but some of the juice still lingers there. I cover her lips with mine once more. The entire time, we’re looking deep into one another’s eyes, never breaking eye-contact. I bring my hands up and cup her face, holding it gently as I kiss her like my life depends on it.

As our tongues move, swirling the taste of strawberry around, my hands find her waist and I hoist her up onto the counter. She wraps her arms around my neck and our kiss deepens. The height of the counter at the island leaves her core just out of reach of my cock and I let out a little growl. She breaks contact with me for a moment to look me in the eye. Her pupils are dilated, her skin is flushed. Our lips connect again as I pick her up and move her off of the island and to a counter on the other side of the kitchen that isn’t as high. Once there, she moves her hands to the hem of my t-shirt and pulls it over my head. My hands move to my belt buckle as my eyes land on the sight of her nipples pointing through the thin material of her shirt.

My dick twitches.

I pull my belt through the loops of my pants and I drop it on the counter next to us. No sooner that I have the belt off, her hands fly to the button of my jeans. She has my pants loose around my thighs in no time as she grabs onto my dick and gives it a gentle squeeze. As I grab onto the waistband of her shorts, she lays back on the countertop. I pull her shorts and underwear down her legs in one swift motion and let them drop onto the tile below.

I sink to my knees and don’t give her any warning before licking her pussy from bottom to top, sucking her clit into my mouth. She cries out in pleasure. I suck a little harder while wrapping my arms around her hips so she has no space to squirm. I lick her slit again before sticking my tongue inside of her and swirling it around quickly.

Standing back up, I slap her thigh a little to try and gauge exactly what her threshold is. She barely flinches.

I lean over her and place my mouth on one of her nipples, sucking hard. So hard that, by the time I’m finished, there is a red and purple mark where my mouth was. I grasp her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and squeeze, but not too hard, again trying to gauge exactly how much she can take. I continue to squeeze her nipple as I take the other one between my teeth and bite down slightly.

“Oh!” she cries out again.

She moves one of her hands down between her legs but I grab her around the wrist before she has a chance to touch herself.

“No. That’s mine,” grabbing both of her hands I move them above her head. I take my belt and wrap it around her forearms, fastening the belt tightly so she can’t move them.

I lightly caress her arm on the way back down to cup her breast. With a handful of tit, I squeeze as I look her in the eyes.

“Is this okay?” I ask her.

She can’t speak, so she nods her head, letting me know she’s okay.

“That will be the last time I ask you. If you need to stop, I want you to tell me. You can say…” I look around the room for something to use as a safe word. This isn’t my norm, so I don’t automatically have one on hand. I spot the strawberries and go over to grab them.

“Say strawberry,” I say to her when I return. “Open up.”

I take one of the larger strawberries out of the carton and pull the stem off. When she opens her mouth, I stick the piece of fruit into her mouth.

“Take a bite,” I tell her and she nibbles on the tip a little bit. Once she is finished, I take the rest of the strawberry and drag it over her lip, down her neck, and stop at one of her nipples. I stay there, swirling it around, leaving a sheen of red juice behind.

When I move again, I take the fruit and draw a path down her stomach and stop when I get to her navel. Leaving it there, I place my thumb on her lips and push a little until she opens up and lets me in. As she sucks the juice off of my thumb, I bring my lips to hers. Together, our tongues move each licking my thumb as they go. I remove my lips from her, but keep my thumb in her mouth. With my tongue, I retrace the path of the dried juice. I spend more time sucking on her nipple, making sure that I get every last drop. When my mouth finally unlatches, I notice that this nipple has a bruise matching the other one.

I lick all the way down to where I left the strawberry on her navel and pick it up with my teeth. I drag it down and run it over her clit a few times. Between the texture, the firm flesh, and the juice it has my beautiful girl panting in no time. I drag it down lower and run it up and down her slit a few times, each time my nose lightly touching her clit. Adrienne’s scent is intoxicating to begin with, but the addition of the strawberry makes it even more delicious.

Slowly, I move the strawberry in and out of her. Using my thumbs, I pull her pussy lips apart, opening her up a little more. I push the strawberry in a bit further, this time leaving it there. When I let go of her lips, she closes around the piece of fruit. I lick her slit up and down, over and over. I can feel the hardened area where the strawberry lies just behind her thin layers of skin and I push on it with my tongue. Each time I push it in, she moans. I lift my thumb and place it on her clit and rub gently as I push the fruit over and over. Moving up to her clit, I take it in my mouth again and suck on it hard and fast. She lets out a loud moan this time and I stop immediately. I give her body just a moment to calm before doing it again. I stop again, the moment I hear her moan. I continue my unrelenting assault for about five more minutes before tracing a finger down her slit, feeling how wet she is. I lick her again, from bottom to top, before pulling her lips apart and fishing the strawberry from inside of her. Pulling it out slowly, a long string of thick arousal follows it out. It is one of the most delicious things I’ve ever seen. I lick her one more time, breaking the connection between her pussy and the strawberry. I stop at her clit and give it a quick suck one more time before standing up and gazing down at one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen.

Adrienne’s skin is flushed all over and she has sweat covering her body from head to toe. You can’t miss her flustered, yearning expression. I bring the strawberry up toward her face, her arousal still dripping off of it. It’s thick, slick, and sticky.

“Open.” I command her and she does right away. I place the half of the strawberry in my mouth, because fuck if I don’t get to taste it too. Leaning down over her open and waiting mouth, I stop as our lips meet and allow her to bite the other half off.

“Mmm,” this time I’m the one moaning. The taste of her juices and the juices of the fruit mixed together is like nothing I’ve ever tasted before.

I help her down off of the counter and she leans back against it.

“Holy shit…” her eyes roll back in her head a little bit. I can tell that her body is still buzzing, aching for relief.

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