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“Really? I hadn’t noticed,” she teased, wrapping her legs around his back and pushing against the table until he took a few steps away.
“The thing is…” She pulled free of him. “You got your dessert, but I haven’t gotten mine.”
With a saucy smile, she hopped off the table and reached across the counter for the quart of chocolate marshmallow ice cream. From a drawer next to the sink, she extracted a spoon.
Removing the lid, she scooped a mouthful and sucked it into her mouth, licking the spoon in a suggestive way that practically had him falling on his knees.
Lucky spoon.
“Hop up.” She patted the island.
He complied without hesitation. It was going to take all his strength to maintain control, but he was up for the task.
She finished the contents of the spoon and trailed it down his ribcage, stopping just below his belly button. Then she reloaded the spoon and gave him a sample before finishing the rest. Down she went, lower until she paused right over his erection, which was so hard that Connor thought it may break off.
Then the she-devil swallowed the cream and covered him with her cold lips. Connor cursed as she sucked him, the coldness from her mouth quickly heating him up. His resolve to not come too soon went out the window when she dipped a hand in the chocolate and proceeded to coat his cock, lapping the cold cream off with her tongue.
Her fingers worked his balls while her mouth did mind-blowing, torturous things to his cock until he couldn’t hold on anymore.
“Fuck, Abby,” he groaned as he held on to the side of the island and came in a rush that gave him a buzz more than he’d ever had when he was high.
Breathless, and even a little dizzy, he opened his eyes, watching as she swallowed and licked her way up his body until she got to his mouth.
“Best. Dessert. Ever,” she said.
He clamped his mouth on hers, reveling in the taste of chocolate and himself on her tongue, intent on imprinting the memory of this moment in his mind forever.
“Definitely loved that,” he said, and helped her onto the island with him. She straddled him and fed him a spoon of the now-soft ice cream.
“You’re so beautiful, Abs.” He kissed her, sharing his ice cream with her. “My beautiful seductress, lethal with a loaded spoon.”
With his hands full of her breasts, he flicked her nipples, hearing the catch in her breath.
“You can’t be ready again,” she said.
Not yet, but soon.
He flipped her onto her back, pinning her arms over her head and taking control of the spoon.
With one hand restraining her hands, he dug into the container with the other hand and extracted a large spoonful, which he spread over her breasts.
She squealed.
He didn’t stop.
He coated her and wished he could take a picture of her.
Aroused.
Breathless.
Covered in chocolate ice cream.
While his mouth explored and ate his fill, his free hand wandered down and slid inside her. She was drenched. He fed her ice cream from his mouth while seducing her with his hands until she trembled and cried out, thrashing against him.
Then he was inside her and, unable to stop, made love to her on the island until they both lay in a pool of chocolate, depleted and fully sated.
Abby rolled over, happily exhausted despite being up almost all night with Connor.
