Page 23 of The Beast of London & His Pet

A third dessert was placed in front of me, and Francesca paused.

“I don't think I can eat that,” she said, but eyed it up speculatively.

“You don't need to worry about this one,” I said, holding her foot.

She wasn't wearing a dress tonight, but it didn't matter. I was ravenous tonight and it wasn't for food. I’d made do with the pictures of Francesca’s ass and pussy, but tonight I needed the real deal.

“Mmm, those were so good,” she said licking her lips.

I stared at her tongue moving around her plump lips before I observed her actions. She rubbed her belly and popped her button open on her jeans. The minx wasn't even trying to seduce me.

“Are you having that? I would hate to see food go to waste,” she said as I struggled to keep a straight face at her guileless audacity.

I stood up and cleared the table contents to one side before I pulled Francesca up. I removed her leather jacket and proceeded to undress her.

“What are you doing, you maniac?” she said before she looked around at the empty restaurant.

The staff knew not to come in after the third dessert was served.

“I changed my mind about dessert,” I said, leaning over her shoulder to unhook her bra.

I pushed her onto the table until she lay on her back. After I pulled her remaining shoe off, I peeled her jeans and underwear off. She lay on the table with one hand over her pussy and the other covering her breasts.

“Move your hands away, or I will zip tie them,” I said as I picked up my chocolate mousse.

“Alessio—” she began in a pleading tone.

“No one will dare to come in here,” I said, cutting her off before pulling her legs open. “Do you honestly think that I would let anyone see you naked?”

She hesitated, but when she saw me pick up my plate, she slowly moved her hands away and I saw her spread out in all her glory. I squashed the dome shape chocolate mousse and smeared it over her nipple, ignoring her groan.

“Why can't we have one meal outside like normal people?” she grumbled.

“Normal is boring, Kitten and watching you eat made me fucking ravenous after not seeing you all week. Perhaps if you had kept your feet to yourself the outcome might have been different. Accept responsibility and stop trying to lay all the blame on me,” I said innocently.

I smeared more of the mousse on her other nipple before pushing the rest inside her pussy and around her labia and clit. She was bare this time since she had gone to the salon. It would make cleaning her up much more manageable.

She looked like a delicious mess as I walked around to the side of the table and held her throat before licking my dessert off her nipple. I took quite a bit of sucking and licking before she was clean. She gripped my hair as I finished swirling my tongue around her pebbled rosy nipple.

“I bet that your cunt is a sopping mess right now,” I said releasing her throat to place my hands on the table so I could to reach her other nipple without soiling my clothes.

“Not at all. In fact I’m bone dry,” she said, reaching for my head and trying to pull me down onto her breast.

“I do love it when you challenge me, Kitten. It makes it all the sweeter to punish you,” I said, keeping my eyes on hers as I stuck my tongue out to enjoy the sweet yet slightly bitter chocolate on her nipple.

Her fingers tightened around my head, and her eyes closed in pleasure.

Fucking bone dry, my ass.

I cupped her breast and opened my mouth as wide as I could to swallow her breast and nipple. I sucked so hard that she gasped in pain before she thrust herself upwards, begging for more—a growl built up in my chest before I released her nipple with a loud suckling sound. I clambered onto the table until her waist was between my knees, and I held her breasts together, squeezing them while I memorised the image of her chocolate smeared tits.

“If you’re bone dry by the time I get to your cunt, Kitten you won’t need to wear a tail in your ass for the next two days,” I said before pressing her luscious tits together and sucking on her nipples, grazing my teeth over her soft skin.

“I’m so dry that you will only find dust particles down there,” she said lifting her head to give me a cheeky smile.

I released her sticky breasts to kiss her lips before I pinched her nipples. “I’ve got pretty little diamond bells for these nipples. I don’t think you will enjoy them,” I said with a smirk before carefully climbing off her.

I walked to the bottom of the table for my main course. Her legs were dangling off the table, so I pulled her along the table before I flung her legs over my shoulders. My patience vanished as I gazed at her chocolate covered pussy.

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