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great. The flavor of the crispy batter and the sweet Spanish onion exploded in his mouth. He finished it while she smothered her French fries in ketchup, and he wrinkled his nose at the gooey mess. He had never liked ketchup masking the taste of his food.
“Don’t knock it,” she teased, lifting a smothered French fry to his face. Food from her hand, he couldn’t resist, and opened his mouth just enough to take a small bite, but she still had to reach to get the food there.
Ronnie’s mouth suddenly went dry as Nikko’s eyes flashed and dared her to feed him the fry; the man was just too damn sexy for his own good. He couldn’t go ten minutes without flirting. She waved the French fry in his face daring him to take it from her.
He saw the glint of mischief in her brown eyes. She squinted just a bit before she put the fry to his mouth, and pulled back before he could bite it.
“Tease,” he whispered huskily.
She smiled in return, and brought the French fry close again. But this time, just as she pulled back he took her hand, grabbing it in his own as he guided it to his mouth. Her hand trembled under his pull, and her air left her, as he took the fry into his mouth all the way to her finger tips, just barely biting the tips. It sent shock waves through her. She stopped resisting him, and relaxed as he then licked a dollop of ketchup off of her finger. She literally shivered despite the heat of the day, as her pussy clenched in response to the sight of his tongue. He licked it, sucked it, and when her finger was bathed by the warmth of his mouth he slowly released it.
“Delicious,” he whispered, drawing his tongue across his lips.
She was speechless, and desire so intense pooled in her. She felt her panties getting wet, and a throbbing ache began to possess her. Looking down at her hands and the finger he briefly sucked on, she shook her head again. She grabbed a wet nap and ripped the package open to finish cleaning her hands, lost in the aftershocks of the sensations he evoked in her. She needed the time to compose her thoughts and regain control of her senses. That, and she was a bit too ashamed by her reaction to look up just now.
Nikko watched the play of emotions flit across her face, from wonder, to shock, and confusion. He would love to know what she was thinking. His next words snapped her out of her delirium.
“Thank you Ronnie, lunch was quite enjoyable,” he whispered, not wanting to break the spell of the moment.
Ronnie forced her mind to clear, shook her head and got up.
“I’m done. We better go.”
He rose as well but more reluctantly. She was still cleaning her hands with the wet nap as he untangled himself from the picnic bench.
“Yes, Ma’am. Let’s get you home,” he assured her when she began to move.
He tossed the remains of their late lunch onto the tray, dumped it into the closest trash can, and then he quickly caught up to her just as she opened her passenger side door. He intended to open it for her, but she had been too quick. When she backed up she backed up right into him, and there was no denying his arousal. The hard long ridge pressed up so intimately along her backside immediately set her body on fire again.
Ronnie turned in his arms and the look on her face took him by storm; it was what he was feeling, shock and desire, and he swept his arms around her pulling her into them, doing what he wanted to do since he first saw her in the Courthouse. The kiss was fierce. There was no foreplay. This was no gentle kiss. He plundered and she opened without hesitation. She wanted this as much as he did.
Beyond the taste of barbecue was Ronnie, all sweet and giving. Her breasts were crushed against his chest, and he could feel the tiny buds hardening as she began to return the kiss. He was getting his fill and his arousal was pushing against her, between them. He felt her hands grasp at his back as she clung to him, her nails digging in and scraping him through the
“Don’t knock it,” she teased, lifting a smothered French fry to his face. Food from her hand, he couldn’t resist, and opened his mouth just enough to take a small bite, but she still had to reach to get the food there.
Ronnie’s mouth suddenly went dry as Nikko’s eyes flashed and dared her to feed him the fry; the man was just too damn sexy for his own good. He couldn’t go ten minutes without flirting. She waved the French fry in his face daring him to take it from her.
He saw the glint of mischief in her brown eyes. She squinted just a bit before she put the fry to his mouth, and pulled back before he could bite it.
“Tease,” he whispered huskily.
She smiled in return, and brought the French fry close again. But this time, just as she pulled back he took her hand, grabbing it in his own as he guided it to his mouth. Her hand trembled under his pull, and her air left her, as he took the fry into his mouth all the way to her finger tips, just barely biting the tips. It sent shock waves through her. She stopped resisting him, and relaxed as he then licked a dollop of ketchup off of her finger. She literally shivered despite the heat of the day, as her pussy clenched in response to the sight of his tongue. He licked it, sucked it, and when her finger was bathed by the warmth of his mouth he slowly released it.
“Delicious,” he whispered, drawing his tongue across his lips.
She was speechless, and desire so intense pooled in her. She felt her panties getting wet, and a throbbing ache began to possess her. Looking down at her hands and the finger he briefly sucked on, she shook her head again. She grabbed a wet nap and ripped the package open to finish cleaning her hands, lost in the aftershocks of the sensations he evoked in her. She needed the time to compose her thoughts and regain control of her senses. That, and she was a bit too ashamed by her reaction to look up just now.
Nikko watched the play of emotions flit across her face, from wonder, to shock, and confusion. He would love to know what she was thinking. His next words snapped her out of her delirium.
“Thank you Ronnie, lunch was quite enjoyable,” he whispered, not wanting to break the spell of the moment.
Ronnie forced her mind to clear, shook her head and got up.
“I’m done. We better go.”
He rose as well but more reluctantly. She was still cleaning her hands with the wet nap as he untangled himself from the picnic bench.
“Yes, Ma’am. Let’s get you home,” he assured her when she began to move.
He tossed the remains of their late lunch onto the tray, dumped it into the closest trash can, and then he quickly caught up to her just as she opened her passenger side door. He intended to open it for her, but she had been too quick. When she backed up she backed up right into him, and there was no denying his arousal. The hard long ridge pressed up so intimately along her backside immediately set her body on fire again.
Ronnie turned in his arms and the look on her face took him by storm; it was what he was feeling, shock and desire, and he swept his arms around her pulling her into them, doing what he wanted to do since he first saw her in the Courthouse. The kiss was fierce. There was no foreplay. This was no gentle kiss. He plundered and she opened without hesitation. She wanted this as much as he did.
Beyond the taste of barbecue was Ronnie, all sweet and giving. Her breasts were crushed against his chest, and he could feel the tiny buds hardening as she began to return the kiss. He was getting his fill and his arousal was pushing against her, between them. He felt her hands grasp at his back as she clung to him, her nails digging in and scraping him through the
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