made her heart ache.
“Perfect, thanks to you.” She used his chest as leverage to
push herself to her feet.
“Hey, you don’t have to go anywhere.” He gave her butt
cheeks a squeeze and she almost settled back onto his lap before she remembered
her plan.
“I’m not going far,” she reassured him. She leaned down and
plucked at the laces of his boots. “Help me take these off.”
John stacked one heel against the toe of his other boot and
pushed. Topaz pulled and the boot came off. Then he did the other one. She
pulled off his socks and then went for his jeans. “These next.”
His face looked hard and his body seemed even bigger as he
raised his butt off the couch and shoved his jeans and briefs down his thighs.
She tugged then down his legs until he was naked. She stood between his
slightly spread rock-hard thighs and stared down at him.
His jaw was clenched and his hands were fisted by his sides.
She could tell he was exerting an enormous amount of control over himself. But
that was John. He had more self-control than any man she’d ever met. It could
be maddening at times, but she also admired that about him.
As she studied him, his cock flexed, as if to remind her it
was still there waiting for her. Thick slabs of muscle delineated his abs and
his shoulders were impossibly wide. Even when he wasn’t moving there was a
sense of coiled power about him, as though he could erupt into action at any
given second.
Topaz licked her lips and slowly knelt in front of him.
John’s breathing deepened and the tension surrounding him
kicked up another notch.
“Move forward.”
John moved so fast she almost fell back, but he caught her
shoulders and kept her close. She grinned at his enthusiasm.
The bowl of strawberries and cream sat next to her on the
table. She reached out and chose one that was covered in cream.
“Topaz.” His voice was strained and she couldn’t tell if he
was warning her off or telling her to hurry.
She brought the cream-covered treat back to his cock and
dragged it over the mushroom-shaped tip. He groaned and dug his fingers into
the edge of the sofa. “Fuck, that feels good.”
“Then you’ll like this even better,” she promised. Topaz
circled the berry ‘round and ‘round the top of his shaft, leaving a trail of
cream behind her. Watching him get more and more aroused was having a definite
effect on her and before long her nipples ached and her core throbbed.
She’d never used food to seduce a man in her life, but she
wanted to do this for John, to give him the same erotic experience he’d given
her. He was different from any other man she’d ever met and he’d tapped into
something deep and primal within her. She felt alive and desirable and powerful
and brazen all at once.
She brought the strawberry back to the head of his cock and
stroked it slowly over the slit, capturing some of the liquid seeping from the
tip. “I wonder what that tastes like?” She raised the berry as if she was going
to let him eat it, but at the last second popped it in her own mouth.
Sweet juice squirted in her mouth, mingled with the more
musky, salty taste of John. “Mmm. Now that tastes delicious.”
“Tease,” he muttered. He caught her head between his large
palms and brought her mouth close to his straining cock. Cream still coated the
top and ran down the sides of his shaft.
“Can’t waste good cream.” She started low and swept her
tongue up one side of his cock. His fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her
closer. She laughed, knowing what he wanted and knowing she would give it to
him.
“You’re killing me, babe.” He angled the head of his cock
closer to her mouth in a silent demand.
She trailed her tongue over the tip, lapping off the thick
cream. “Tasty.” John was practically vibrating now and she took pity on him,
giving him what he wanted. Topaz opened her mouth and took his cock deep.
John groaned and swore and called her name, his thighs
closing around
“Perfect, thanks to you.” She used his chest as leverage to
push herself to her feet.
“Hey, you don’t have to go anywhere.” He gave her butt
cheeks a squeeze and she almost settled back onto his lap before she remembered
her plan.
“I’m not going far,” she reassured him. She leaned down and
plucked at the laces of his boots. “Help me take these off.”
John stacked one heel against the toe of his other boot and
pushed. Topaz pulled and the boot came off. Then he did the other one. She
pulled off his socks and then went for his jeans. “These next.”
His face looked hard and his body seemed even bigger as he
raised his butt off the couch and shoved his jeans and briefs down his thighs.
She tugged then down his legs until he was naked. She stood between his
slightly spread rock-hard thighs and stared down at him.
His jaw was clenched and his hands were fisted by his sides.
She could tell he was exerting an enormous amount of control over himself. But
that was John. He had more self-control than any man she’d ever met. It could
be maddening at times, but she also admired that about him.
As she studied him, his cock flexed, as if to remind her it
was still there waiting for her. Thick slabs of muscle delineated his abs and
his shoulders were impossibly wide. Even when he wasn’t moving there was a
sense of coiled power about him, as though he could erupt into action at any
given second.
Topaz licked her lips and slowly knelt in front of him.
John’s breathing deepened and the tension surrounding him
kicked up another notch.
“Move forward.”
John moved so fast she almost fell back, but he caught her
shoulders and kept her close. She grinned at his enthusiasm.
The bowl of strawberries and cream sat next to her on the
table. She reached out and chose one that was covered in cream.
“Topaz.” His voice was strained and she couldn’t tell if he
was warning her off or telling her to hurry.
She brought the cream-covered treat back to his cock and
dragged it over the mushroom-shaped tip. He groaned and dug his fingers into
the edge of the sofa. “Fuck, that feels good.”
“Then you’ll like this even better,” she promised. Topaz
circled the berry ‘round and ‘round the top of his shaft, leaving a trail of
cream behind her. Watching him get more and more aroused was having a definite
effect on her and before long her nipples ached and her core throbbed.
She’d never used food to seduce a man in her life, but she
wanted to do this for John, to give him the same erotic experience he’d given
her. He was different from any other man she’d ever met and he’d tapped into
something deep and primal within her. She felt alive and desirable and powerful
and brazen all at once.
She brought the strawberry back to the head of his cock and
stroked it slowly over the slit, capturing some of the liquid seeping from the
tip. “I wonder what that tastes like?” She raised the berry as if she was going
to let him eat it, but at the last second popped it in her own mouth.
Sweet juice squirted in her mouth, mingled with the more
musky, salty taste of John. “Mmm. Now that tastes delicious.”
“Tease,” he muttered. He caught her head between his large
palms and brought her mouth close to his straining cock. Cream still coated the
top and ran down the sides of his shaft.
“Can’t waste good cream.” She started low and swept her
tongue up one side of his cock. His fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her
closer. She laughed, knowing what he wanted and knowing she would give it to
him.
“You’re killing me, babe.” He angled the head of his cock
closer to her mouth in a silent demand.
She trailed her tongue over the tip, lapping off the thick
cream. “Tasty.” John was practically vibrating now and she took pity on him,
giving him what he wanted. Topaz opened her mouth and took his cock deep.
John groaned and swore and called her name, his thighs
closing around
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