Sweet Lovers

“Favourite flavoured jelly bean?” he asked rifling through the bag.

“Pink.” I pushed myself up onto on elbow to watch him.

“Pink isn’t a flavour!”

“It is if they’re the cheap ones.”

He picked a pale pink bean and peered at it. “Surely it’s strawberry, or raspberry, or something.”

“Eat it and tell me.”

He popped it into his mouth and chewed. There was a seriousness on his face that belied the silliness of it all, and my heart swelled with affection.

“Mmm… I see what you mean. Definitely pink.”

I laughed, leaning over to press my lips against his. He opened his mouth, his sugar-sweet tongue pressing against mine.

“Mmm. You taste nice.”

He pulled away to pop another pink jelly bean into my mouth. “So do you.” He gave me a smirk, kissing my again as he pushed me onto my back. He kissed his way down my chin to nuzzle and lick at my ear, and then down my neck, pushing aside my dressing gown to kiss my exposed breast. “You taste like heaven.”

I tucked my hands behind my head as he kissed further down my body, nudging my belly button with his nose, his lips murmuring across my skin to breathe onto my clit. I spread my legs, and he lapped at my folds with his tongue, flicking it against my clit in a way that made my whole body tingle.

“Mmm…” I ran my fingers through his hair, tilting my hips as his tongue explored my folds, pressing inside me as his thumb stroked my clit. “God, that feels good.”

He kept a steady pace, waves of pleasure riding my body, and I played with my breasts, squeezing and pulling on my nipples as his tongue worked its magic, now circling and sucking on my clit as his fingers delved inside me, curling to stroke my inner wall.

Pleasure travelled my spine. Spiralling and circling, filling my body to travel my skin on tingling tendrils. My eyelids fluttered, my attention on him, his fingers, his tongue, my hands moved of their own accord, moulding my breasts just the way I liked it, stretching my nipples, adding to the sensations tearing through my body.

I moaned, arching my hips, spreading my legs wider as though that could pull him deeper.

“Please. Please. Oh my god.” I came, gushing over him as he continued to lap and suck at me, only stopping when my body sank back onto the rug.

“Please?” he asked.

I glanced down at him. “Fuck me.”

He grinned, moving between my legs to lay over me, holding himself above me on one elbow as he lined up his cock with my pussy.

It felt so delicious, just pressing there, and I wrapped to legs around him to encourage him deeper.

He kissed me, the tang of my juices still on his tongue, and we thrust together, gently at first, easing him in until I could feel his sack against my folds.

“God, that feels so good.” I groaned.

“It certainly does.” His voice was husky, sending more thrills up my spine. He withdraw, then pressed in again, slow and steady.

“Oh my god.” I gripped him as another orgasm spiralled up my body. “Oh. My. God.”

He sucked on a nipple as his did it again, then switched to suck the other one.

I closed my eyes, focusing on the sensations; the thickness of his cock, the coolness of the air of my now damp nipple, the warmth of his mouth on the other.

He increased his speed, moving with short sharp thrusts, getting deeper and faster as I joined in and we clung to one another, gasping as we came.

He rolled over, pulling me on top.

“Damn I love you.” His eyes shone.

My heart soared. “I love you, too.”

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