"You look good in that apron, but what are you doing?" she asked, then giggled.
I waved a hand down my body with a smile. "You can't tell? I'm trying to be of service to you, baby. Now, where do you need me?" I asked.
She turned back to the little old lady who was smiling big at the front of the line.
"Welcome to Sugar Kissed — I guess I have an extra helper today. What looks good to you?" she asked the customer.
I leaned beneath the counter, grabbed a box, and placed wax paper in the bottom. I'd seen Solana do this enough times by now. I waited as the woman pointed into the case at the treats she wanted. I placed each item into the box, sealed it up, and set it on the counter.
"You're going to love everything you chose," I told the woman as Solana rang her up and handed over her receipt.
"I already know it, and you two are so cute. Enjoy your day," she said as she turned to leave.
We kept up that song and dance until the shop was empty. Solana walked over to lock the door and flip the sign, letting everyone know to come back in an hour.
"Uh-uh, I need to get my wages, Sweets. Add an extra hour on there," I stopped her before she walked away from the door.
She bit her lower lip and smiled, then turned back to add that extra hour as I had instructed. When she turned back to give me her undivided attention, she added an extra sway to her hips.
My dick bricked up immediately, although he wasn't getting a taste of her until my tongue was satisfied. I released the tie on the apron as she walked past me with a wag of her finger.
"You coming? You got her wet — it's your job to clean it up now," she teased.
"You ain't said nothing but the word. I been feening for a taste of you all damn day."
I followed close behind her as she took off with a giggle toward the steps. She loved to play this cat-and-mouse game, and that shit only turned me on more. My heart raced in anticipation — I needed all of that. I didn't run or chase. I strolled behind her until I was standing in her living room.
She had turned her two-seater table into a full buffet. Her jeans were gone and so were her panties. Solana's freshly shaved pussy was on full display, glistening in the sunlight straining through her curtains.
I closed the door behind me and locked it, then tossed my jacket onto her couch as her hand made its way to her pearl. She slipped two fingers between her lips, then used her own juices to stroke her pearl, pulling a moan from her as she strummed slowly.
My dick was straining against my zipper, but I knew if I freed him from the confines of my briefs he was heading in first. I was a greedy man, and I was gone get my taste if it was the last thing I did.
I grabbed a chair and positioned myself between her thighs. Just as I did, she pulled her fingers from between her legs and brought a single one to her mouth, sucking her juices clean. Then she leaned down and placed the other finger into my mouth.
Greedily, I cleaned her finger and groaned aloud. Her taste always did something to me. I gripped her ass with both hands, then went in to get everything I was owed for my hard work.
I slid my tongue between her lips down to the crack of her ass, then back up. I twirled my tongue around her pearl and sucked it into my mouth like I was sucking on her tongue. Solana's nails raked through my waves as I made sure I got every drop.
"Duke!" she screamed as her thighs began to quake against my head.
I kept going, chasing the gold at the end of the rainbow. I slipped two fingers into her opening, stroking her deep while continuing to work her pearl. Her hands were no longer in my hair but pressed against my forehead, trying to push me back from the pressure that was clearly building to an explosion inside her.
"Fuck! Don't st—" she cried out, unable to finish as the orgasm racked her body.
Solana tasted like her own special brand of candy — the kind I could only find between her thighs. It couldn't be manufactured. I picked up the pace with my fingers, adding another to increase the pressure. Soon after, she shot up from the table as she squirted all over my face.
Her hands flew to her mouth as her heavy-lidded eyes took in the scene in front of her. I pulled my shirt over my head and wiped my face with a smirk. We were just getting started.
I stood and removed my belt, then unzipped my pants. Stepping out of them, I tossed them to the side along with my briefs. I fisted my dick, my hand unable to wrap completely around it, and stroked my length as I walked back over to the table.
Then I released myself and pulled Solana up by her neck. Her soaked shirt stuck to my chest as I slipped my tongue — coated in her essence — into her mouth. I kissed her with a hunger I didn't even recognize in the moment. I needed everything that was this woman. I don't think I could ever get over her taste. I would forever need more.
I pulled back just enough to help her out of her shirt and bra, tossing them to the side as her arms wrapped around my neck. I lifted her from the table and positioned myself at her opening.
"Sweets, I need to hear you say it. You want me to dig you out?" I asked against her ear.
She nodded, unable to speak.
