“I think you missed a spot,” she husked, her eyes closing as her head tipped back giving him full access.
“Oh yes, I see that.”His lips dragged down to the column of her throat.Allie purred, the sound vibrating against his lips as her hands curled against the material of his shirt.
They stumbled back against the table.Carson pulled back to look down at his plate for a moment before looking back at Allie as a thought came to mind.Her eyes followed down to the cake then returned to him.
She held still as he reached down and swiped a blob of frosting onto his finger and smeared a path from the bottom of her chin down the column of her throat.He kissed and licked from the column of her throat and worked his way up making sure to lick up every trace of chocolate.
When it was all gone, Carson held his finger up near Allie’s lips, waiting for her to open them and take his finger in her mouth and lick the excess still on the pad.Her tongue darted out and took a small taste before pulling the digit in, swirling her tongue around it, and sucking the chocolate off of his finger.He cock turned to lead in his pants.He felt the pull of her lips as if she were sucking his cock.Allie released his finger slowly, watching him with a heated gaze.
“We should get this dressoff of you.I’d hate for you to get chocolate all over it.”
“It would be a shame.It’s Sandy’s dress, and she might be upset with me.”
“We can’t have that.”
Allie turned in his arms, scooping her hair out of the way to drape over her shoulder.“Do you mind helping me?”
He didn’t have to be asked twice.“It’s a dirty job, but I think I’m up for the task.”It was easier said than done.The zipper was miniscule.Almost too small for his large fingers as it was concealed under a flap of material.He was finally able to grasp it with his finger and thumb and lower it.
Carson lowered the zipper to the end, just above her rear.The material parted to reveal she wasn’t wearing a bra, but there was something bright and colorful on her back.He parted the rest of the material and inhaled a quick breath when saw a phoenix tattoo on her left shoulder blade.It was an array of oranges, reds, and yellows with blue eyes that seemed to peer straight into his soul.
He didn’t know how he’d never noticed it before.Her backpack on their hike must have concealed it.It covered her whole shoulder blade yet looked dainty on her tanned flesh.
Carson reached out and traced one of the fiery wings with his fingertips.Allie shuddered under his touch; gooseflesh rose in his wake.She had no idea what seeing that tattoo did to him, and he wasn’t going to bring it up now.It would raise questions, and she’d want to see it, and he wasn’t ready for that.Not yet.
Carson pushed the rest of the material from her shoulders down her arms; Allie helped pull the fabric over her arms and pushed the material over her hips.She stood before him in only her heels and black lacy thong.
Allie started to turn around, but Carson placed his hands on her arms to hold her in place.He was fixated on her little bird and traced over it with his tongue.
His hands came around her side to her front and cupped her breasts.He’d seen little teases of these beauties during their get-togethers.They weren’t large, just under a handful.
The nipples turned into hard diamonds under his touch.He plucked and tweaked her nipples, loving the moans from Allie’s throat.Her hands reached back to grip the sides of his thighs as her pert ass ground against his cock.
Carson trailed his tongue up to her shoulder and bit down gently before nibbling up the side of her neck.Allie’s head lulled to the side, granting him greater access.He worked his way up to her earlobe, pulling the skin between his lips and biting down.
Allie turned in his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him flush to her body.Carson sank into the kiss, one hand caressing her naked back and the other fisted her hair as he backed her into the table.He hooked his thumb into the flimsy fabric of her underwear, pulled it down from one hip to the other, and let it slip to the floor for Allie to kick away.He leaned into Allie, forcing her to lay back against the cool, hard surface of the table.Her butt rested on the edge of the table, her legs dangling over the edge.There was a soft clanking sound as her shoes fell on the floor.He draped himself over her grinding his cock against her core.He reached blindly for the cake, wiping his fingers along her collarbone, and then cleaned up the mess with his tongue.
Allie’s legs moved restlessly along the outside of his thighs; she reached up for him, but he restrained both of her hands in one of his.Allie tested the bonds by flexing her hands.He glanced up at her, noting there was no sign of panic on her face.Her breathing sped up as she arched away from the table.He loved the power of control she gave over to him.Trusting him to take care of her.
His fingers coasted over her nipple and licked up the mess he left behind.His tongue swirled around the pert nipple before pulling back on it with his tongue.
Allie cried out, and he immediately released her fearing he had hurt her.“Don’t stop,” she wailed.
It hadn’t been a cry of pain, but one of pleasure.He dipped his fingers in the cake again and smeared it across the other nipple.There was less frosting and more cake at this point, but he didn’t care.He sucked up the crumbles and cleaned up the icing as he gave the other nipple the same attention as the first.
Allie’s hands flexed against his grip, becoming more restless.He trailed a blaze of kisses down her chest to her navel and released her hands as he worked his way down to her center.
“What are you doing?”Allie asked, her voice husky as she sat up on her elbows to watch him.
“Enjoying my dessert.”He dragged his chair over with his foot and dragged her hips forward, placing Allie’s exposed core right at face level.Her pussy was bare except for a small strip of hair right above her nub as if guiding him to her sex, not that he needed the help in finding it.
It might have been a while since he’d seen a pussy, but he hadn’t forgotten how to bring a woman pleasure.
He took a deep breath of her musky flavor.Allie watched him as he swiped icing from her cake onto his finger and smeared it on both sides of her nether lips.Her sex was weeping for him.He could take her right now with ease if he wanted to.Soon.
Carson pushed her thighs wider to make room for his shoulders.His gaze was on her as he lowered his head, hovering just above her wetheat.
“Carson,” Allie said his name, her voice scarcely above a whisper as if she couldn’t get her vocal cords to work properly.
