“Yes. My dessert.”
He could see the pulse in her neck throb. “We have ice cream in the freezer.”
If Chase wasn’t hurting so bad he’d actually smile at her attempt to play innocent.
“Not talking about anything cold.”
“No? Perhaps you should show me what you have in mind and um, I’ll do my best to make it warm.”
Game over. Maybe if he was a different man, he could’ve continued playing along with her silly game. He wasn’t. Chase moved in front of her, blocking her space to make sure she understood he was no longer in the mood for joking. “Take off your clothes and sit on the table.”
“The table?” she echoed, her eyes widening.
“Yeah. That table.” His tone was harsher than intended as he pointed to the dining room table.
Without another word, Chase stood back and observed her undressing before sitting on the table as he’d instructed. He knelt in front her, grasping her legs until they rested on his shoulders.
“This is what I’ve been waiting for all day.” Larke’s gasp thundered across the room the moment he spread her folds and slid his tongue along her slit. Warm and wet and so fucking sweet. A thousand times better than all that candy they’d eaten together.
With every lash of his tongue, she bucked her hips off the table. Chase held her firm, sucking her clit and dipping his tongue into her pussy.
“0hh.” She gripped the edge of the table, holding firm. Above him, Chase could hear the faint sound of her teeth gnashing together. The grating turned into soft little moans, followed by Larke sobbing his name over and over, begging him not to stop.
Driving him insane.
If his cock wasn’t rock hard and demanding attention, he’d be happy spending the entire night between her legs, lapping at her hot little pussy.Hishot little pussy.
When her body began to tremble and her cries began coming out in ragged pants, Chase made a mental note to remind Larke at some point that she was his, belonged to him. Delicious wetness warmed and slid over his tongue. He didn’t stop. He held her throughout her climax, licking slowly while gently kneading her hips.
“Better?” He dropped a kiss to her center then raised his head, gazing at her.
She let out a sound somewhere in between a moan and a laugh then buried her face in the crook of his neck. “A thousand times better. Just like last night.”
Larke lifted her face. Her eyes flickered with lust as she looked down to the tented front of his jeans. She ran her toes over his erection. “Are we each supposed to get a dessert?”
Chase stood between her legs now, eyeing her carefully. “Depends on what exactly it is you’re craving?”
Her eyes suddenly went hazy with lust. So much it almost made him weak. “You. Something hard. Hot. I want to know what you taste like.” She swept her tongue across her bottom lip. “Can I lick you, like you did me? Take your penis inside my mouth?”
God in fucking Heaven. Was this really happening? Chase drew in a breath. His cock throbbed and twitched. He rubbed the head through his pants, squeezing it out of fear he’d come before she even touched him. And that was insane. He’d gotten his dick sucked lots of time before, but this…Damn. This was different. Larke was actuallyaskingfor permission to put her precious, innocent lips on him. Him!
He cleared the lump from his throat but it was still hard to speak. So he didn’t try. Chase helped her from the table and clasped her to his chest, just because it felt so damn good. When he gained control, enough for him to speak clearly, he thumbed the corner of her lips and asked, “You’ve never done this before, have you?”
She shook her head, viewing him through lowered lashes. “No. This isn’t something I’d do orwantto do with just anyone.” She bit her lip again, appearing shyer than ever. “I’ve read about it in books and magazines of course.”
He smiled at her then found himself saying something, that months ago he would’ve never uttered to a female willing and waiting to please him with her mouth.
“I’ll be different than in a magazine or book, Larke. I’m sure you know that. Just…” Chase paused. Scrubbed his hand along his jaw. “Listen, I don’t want you to think youhaveto do this. Like I was expecting it or something. But if at any point you don’t wanna keep your mouth on me, then stop, okay. I won’t be angry. I’ll probably still be hard as hell,” he said half-jokingly, “but I won’t be mad. I don’t want you doing anything that you don’t like or doesn’t feel right.”
“That’s very sweet, Chase. And I’ll keep that in mind. But right now, I want to please you as you pleased me.” Larke swept her lips across his stomach then fell to her knees in front of him, flicking her long braids over her shoulder. His dick jerked at the innocent yet erotic gesture.
Her fingers easily went to work opening his pants. When her hands brushed over his cock, holding the base inside her fist, Chase kept his eyes riveted to her, wanting to savor every second of seeing his girl with her cheeks full, pleasing him with her mouth.
She darted her gaze upward, stuck out her pink tongue and laved it along the length. Again and again, she licked, real slow then fast. Chase groaned and tilted his head back. Her mouth, so close to his cock caused pre-cum to spill from the tip.
She licked it off, dipping her tongue into the slit. “You taste good,” she whispered, raising her eyes to his face. “Really. Really good.”
Oh Fuck.His cock pulsed within her hand. Chase raked his fingers through her braids, wrapping a handful around his fist. “Ahh, Larke. I can’t take anymore. Suck it from the top, angel. Show me how much you like the taste of my dick.”
