Page 51 of Sebastian

“You don’t need a condom to lick my pussy. Now, come on with it,” I huff, grabbing a pillow and launching it at his back.

It hits with a thud and falls to the ground, yet he remains unfazed as he walks backward toward the bed. When he turns at the last moment, I see the chocolate dripping from two pineapple rings.It’s apparent what he has in mind, and I’m so fucking turned on as I watch and wait while he descends on me.

“You’re . . . oh, hot, it’s hot.”

The heat from the melted chocolate causes goosebumps to break out over my skin as he places them around my nipples.The sensation is odd and good, causing my shoulders to rise while I figure out whether I like it or not.

“Don’t touch.”

He swats my hand away when I try to lift the edges of the fruit, the chocolate sticking to my skin.

“It’s weird.”

“It’s sexy as fuck.”

He walks away to grab a handful of fruit and returns with the pot, dipping a strawberry in the melted decadence.

“Open wide.”

I open my mouth, expecting him to feed it to me when he drizzles the chocolate on my clit and pussy lips.

“Oh, wow.”

I suck in a breath at the heat permeating my pussy. It’s like a hot compress which feels both soothing and naughty, making me hornier.

“Wow, good? Or wow, bad?” he asks, plopping the strawberry in his mouth and tossing the leafy top over his shoulder.

“Good, very good,” I purr, hoping he does it again.

His eyes sparkle in the dim light while he licks the excess chocolate from his lips. He dips another strawberry in the molten liquid, and I brace myself for another shot to my pussy. Instead, he drags the covered fruit over one breast and under the next before eating that one too. I give him a quizzical look.

“S for Sebastian. These titties are mine.”

He does it again. This time swirling his initial over the middle of my body and my clit, causing me to jolt.

“All S’s for you.”

“What about my initial?”

“Nope. Mine only.”

He continues to paint my body, eating the strawberries every time until he teases me with the last one. It’s dripping onto mymouth, my lips, and my chin. Making a huge mess until I finally sink my teeth into the sweet fruit. The lust he carries in his eyes the entire time is unmistakable. Even though I am covered in sticky chocolate with the rings still around my nipples, I’m dying to feel that hard dick inside me.

“Come fuck me already.”

The pot in his hand clatters to the nightstand with a hurried pace as he practically dives into bed next to me. A passing thought of how this is going to work floats through my mind until his shoulders are pushing my legs further apart. He grabs my ankle, kisses up my inner thigh, and releases it to rest on his back. I move my other leg to the side, and the sticky liquid tugs on my pussy lips.

“I’m not fucking you until all this chocolate is either in me or you.”

I glance at my body, it’s a lot. Too much for just one of us, but that worry floats away when his tongue flicks feather-light over my clit, both nibbling my flesh and eating the chocolate clinging to it. His touch is teasing and delicate, leaving me squirming for more force. I thread my fingers into his hair, shoving his face deeper into my pussy, and he makes squishing sounds that cause me to burst out laughing.

“I’m suffocating,” he mumbles when I release his head. His face rises, and it’s covered in chocolate from his cheeks to his chin, those dimples cutting deep grooves from his smile.

“What a way to die.”

He dives back in, bringing the force I am hoping for as he sucks my clit through his teeth. My orgasm is fast, shooting through me to make my pussy clench. The lightness of the climax leaves me wanting a lot more.

“Fuck me already.”

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