“Uno…” I moaned when his lips left wet trails of kisses tantalisingly working their way from my breasts lower and lower. In a quick motion, his hands gripped the band of my thong and hastily pulled it down my legs. I gasped again as the cold air hit my arousal and watched him, my mouth gaped and heart pounding out of my chest.
He reached for the cake and took a strawberry and began tracing irregular designs on my thighs with the tip of the fruit, getting closer and closer to the source of my wetness. Shit! Where did he learn all of these? I’m so turned on, right now.
“Let’s make it more delicious, baby.” He murmured, before unexpectedly running the red fruit up and down between my slick folds, making me scream in pleasure as he drenched it in my fluids. He then popped the fruit inside his mouth and savoured it slowly, releasing a pleased groan.