Page 22 of Trick or Treat with the Mountain Man
We were so close, standing inches from each other in my trashed kitchen. All I wanted to do was kiss her. And instead, she was probably about to go home to get into clean clothes. I didn’t want our date to end like this.
And I was tired of keeping my distance from her. I needed Ava to know how I was feeling. So I took a step forward and wiped a bit of batter off her cheek, then sucked my finger clean. “We were just getting started, and now I’ve ruined everything. I think we both need a shower.”
She gave me the best smile I’d ever seen before in my life and asked, “Do you have a shower we can use?”
It was impossible not to notice thewethat she’d snuck in.
“Yeah,” I grunted out, “we can take a shower.” I took another swipe of batter off her arm and sucked it down. “You taste good.”
Ava laughed and leaned in closer, her hips grazing against me. “You’re the most sweets-crazy man I’ve ever met. I could just imagine you licking all this cake batter right off me.”
A flash fire roared between us as I tugged her closer. “Is that an option?” I asked right before I dropped my mouth down onto hers.
I still had the sweet taste of cake batter on my tongue, and it made kissing her feel like I was kissing a candy shop.
This was the kiss I should have given her the first night we met. But better late than never.
She was the sweetest sweet, her mouth forming itself to mine, her tongue, tentative at first, exploring me. But I wasn’t holding back. I led the charge, showing her just how much I’d been thinking of her since last week.
Ava moaned as my hands slipped up to her breasts, kneading their softness in my grasp. Gentle at first, then more fervently as my cock began straining against my pants.
I wanted her. Right now. Right here. No delays.
Hoping it wasn’t too much, I tugged the zipper of her dress down, then pulled the straps off her shoulders until her gorgeous breasts were in view.
I took in the sight of her, my breath momentarily knocked out of my lungs. Then I kissed her again before slipping down to suck the cake batter off her neck.
Her moans got louder, and I had the feeling Ava wanted this as badly as I did.
I tugged her dress down until she was standing naked before me.
“You weren’t wearing any underwear?”
She looked up at me with flushed cheeks and need in her eyes. “I didn’t want anything getting between us.”
That clocked straight down to my cock.
Kissing my way down her body, I followed a trail of cake batter, kissing her everywhere it had landed. I spent a lot of time on her left arm, which had received the lion’s share of the cake mix.
Picking her up, I put her down on my kitchen counter. “Spread your legs. I want to get the rest of the batter.”
She did as I asked, laughing the whole time. “Tyler, you know I didn’t get any cake on my pussy.”
“Let me just make sure. I should be thorough.”
As my lips landed on her, she gasped and squirmed, inching herself as close to the edge of the counter as she could get while still staying on it.
I locked my mouth in place, lapping up the sweetest part of her body that I’d found yet.
She was wet for me, and each lap of my tongue brought a new moan to my ears. It was exquisite.
When she started bucking her hips, I inched my attention upwards until I found her clit. Then I held on and sucked. That’s when she really went wild.
Ava was squirming for me, pressing her sweet pussy against me as I swirled and sucked her to an orgasm and back. It was easy to know when she was coming, because she was loud, like a wild beast… nothing tame inside her.
When her cries turned to deep, panting breaths, I kissed my way up again, latching on to her breasts for a moment before making it all the way back up to her mouth.
Her eyes were hooded over, lips parted, lust evident on her face.
