Taking her hand, he tugged her toward the door. “No robe.”
“Stephen, I can’t walk around Dolly’s house naked!”
“Why not? You and I are the only ones here.” He touched the tip of her nose. “Be just a minute. Stay here.”
Crossing her arms over her stomach, Julia leaned against the wall and glared at the closed bathroom door. She didn’t think it wrong for a person to be nude in his or her home, but this wasn’t her home. Dolly wouldn’t be back for hours, yet Julia couldn’t help feeling guilty to be traipsing through the rooms not wearing one stitch of clothing.
Then she laughed. Why not do something out of character? It’ll be fun.
The bathroom door opened. She watched Stephen’s gaze sweep her body. A slow grin played over his lips. He stepped closer, placed his hands on either side of her head. “I like you naked.”
“I like you naked, too.”
His kiss began the fire building inside her again. Before it could turn into a raging inferno, he pulled away from her.
“Snack first, then sex.”
“You have your priorities completely backward.”
He leaned over and spoke directly into her ear. “You don’t know what I might do with my snack.”
Goose bumps erupted across her skin, in contrast with the heat inside her. She would’ve taken his hand and dragged him back to her bed if he hadn’t slipped his arm around her waist and guided her toward the kitchen.
“Any chance there’s some of Dolly’s salsa in here?” he asked, opening the refrigerator.
“Second shelf, red bowl. I’ll get the chips from the pantry. And our wineglasses from the living room.”
She returned to the kitchen in time to see Stephen pop a salsa-covered chip into his mouth. He winked at her while he chewed. Shaking her head at his silliness, she walked over to the counter where she’d left the bottle of Merlot and poured more into their glasses. When she turned around again, she caught him looking at her ass.
“Watch it,” she playfully scolded.
“I was.”
She laughed when he bobbed his eyebrows and grinned. She handed him his wineglass, then reached for a chip.
“No, let me.”
Julia waited while he scooped some salsa on a chip. She opened her mouth when he held the chip up to it. Holding his gaze, she chewed and swallowed.
“Good?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Want another?”
“Please.”
Stephen slipped his hands beneath her arms, lifted her to sit on the table. The cold surface made her inhale sharply. She soon forgot the cool wood beneath her when he positioned her close to the edge and stepped between her legs. She glanced down at his relaxed cock only inches from her mound.
“Open.”
Julia thought he meant for her to spread her legs wider until she looked up again and saw he held a chip. A little disappointed that he preferred food over her, she accepted the chip and slowly chewed. Her chewing abruptly stopped when Stephen dipped his finger into the salsa and spread it over her left nipple.
“What are you doing?” she managed to choke out after she swallowed her half-chewed chip.
“Persuading. I told you I might do something different with my snack.” He leaned over, swiped the salsa off her skin with his tongue. “Dolly makes excellent salsa.”
Julia sighed when he licked her nipple again, as if making sure he removed every bit of the spicy sauce. He tugged on it with his lips until it became a hard peak. He did the same on her right nipple—adding salsa, licking it off, tugging with his lips. She felt everything he did to her nipples deep in her core.
No longer relaxed, his cock stood up full and hard between them when he straightened. “Lean back on your hands.”
Unsure what he planned to do but eager for whatever it might be, she did as he said. Stephen picked up one of their glasses, poured a thin stream of Merlot between her breasts. He lapped it up before it could reach her navel. He repeated his action over each breast. Julia arched her back, silently asking
“Stephen, I can’t walk around Dolly’s house naked!”
“Why not? You and I are the only ones here.” He touched the tip of her nose. “Be just a minute. Stay here.”
Crossing her arms over her stomach, Julia leaned against the wall and glared at the closed bathroom door. She didn’t think it wrong for a person to be nude in his or her home, but this wasn’t her home. Dolly wouldn’t be back for hours, yet Julia couldn’t help feeling guilty to be traipsing through the rooms not wearing one stitch of clothing.
Then she laughed. Why not do something out of character? It’ll be fun.
The bathroom door opened. She watched Stephen’s gaze sweep her body. A slow grin played over his lips. He stepped closer, placed his hands on either side of her head. “I like you naked.”
“I like you naked, too.”
His kiss began the fire building inside her again. Before it could turn into a raging inferno, he pulled away from her.
“Snack first, then sex.”
“You have your priorities completely backward.”
He leaned over and spoke directly into her ear. “You don’t know what I might do with my snack.”
Goose bumps erupted across her skin, in contrast with the heat inside her. She would’ve taken his hand and dragged him back to her bed if he hadn’t slipped his arm around her waist and guided her toward the kitchen.
“Any chance there’s some of Dolly’s salsa in here?” he asked, opening the refrigerator.
“Second shelf, red bowl. I’ll get the chips from the pantry. And our wineglasses from the living room.”
She returned to the kitchen in time to see Stephen pop a salsa-covered chip into his mouth. He winked at her while he chewed. Shaking her head at his silliness, she walked over to the counter where she’d left the bottle of Merlot and poured more into their glasses. When she turned around again, she caught him looking at her ass.
“Watch it,” she playfully scolded.
“I was.”
She laughed when he bobbed his eyebrows and grinned. She handed him his wineglass, then reached for a chip.
“No, let me.”
Julia waited while he scooped some salsa on a chip. She opened her mouth when he held the chip up to it. Holding his gaze, she chewed and swallowed.
“Good?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Want another?”
“Please.”
Stephen slipped his hands beneath her arms, lifted her to sit on the table. The cold surface made her inhale sharply. She soon forgot the cool wood beneath her when he positioned her close to the edge and stepped between her legs. She glanced down at his relaxed cock only inches from her mound.
“Open.”
Julia thought he meant for her to spread her legs wider until she looked up again and saw he held a chip. A little disappointed that he preferred food over her, she accepted the chip and slowly chewed. Her chewing abruptly stopped when Stephen dipped his finger into the salsa and spread it over her left nipple.
“What are you doing?” she managed to choke out after she swallowed her half-chewed chip.
“Persuading. I told you I might do something different with my snack.” He leaned over, swiped the salsa off her skin with his tongue. “Dolly makes excellent salsa.”
Julia sighed when he licked her nipple again, as if making sure he removed every bit of the spicy sauce. He tugged on it with his lips until it became a hard peak. He did the same on her right nipple—adding salsa, licking it off, tugging with his lips. She felt everything he did to her nipples deep in her core.
No longer relaxed, his cock stood up full and hard between them when he straightened. “Lean back on your hands.”
Unsure what he planned to do but eager for whatever it might be, she did as he said. Stephen picked up one of their glasses, poured a thin stream of Merlot between her breasts. He lapped it up before it could reach her navel. He repeated his action over each breast. Julia arched her back, silently asking
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