Chapter 38
LIAM
As she moves gracefully, I watch her take ownership of the utensils; her enthusiasm fills the space. I watch her chop vegetables with amazing skill and the aroma of the food begins to flood the room.
-This smells amazing,” I say, as I sit on a stool next to the kitchen island, watching her concentration and skill.
We sit together, as I dine and she delights me with her company. Each bite is a reminder of how well we complement each other. I can feel the attention between us grow; it is a gaze we share, full of secrets that only we understand.
-I’ve already eaten, now I’m going to eat dessert,” she announces playfully, pushing the plate aside as I get up and walk around the kitchen island, approaching her.
-Do you want me to fix you something? -she asks me with a wink, leading the kitchen with her warm humor.
-No, my dessert is ready,” I reply with complicity, as I change course and head towards the fridge looking for something.
As I turn around, I see he has approached, so I hide what I have taken from the fridge behind my back. His eyes light up with curiosity. The play between us intensifies and, in an instant, I feel the distance between us close.
-Really? -she asks, her lips curving into a smile that disarms me.
Playfully, I move even closer to her, corralling her between the countertop and my body. The sensation of desire becomes overwhelming, so I pull her to me, feeling her breath hitch, as I look at her face.
Before I have time to do anything else, I lift her up with ease, positioning her on the kitchen island. Her legs spread open, letting me move in between them. My hands, firm on her back, pull her into a stolen kiss.
It’s an electric kiss. She responds with a sigh, and that sound is a gift that goes straight to my cock, making it harden even more and press against the zipper of my pants. Passion resonates between us, intensifying with each touch of our bodies, our tongues tasting each other. The brittle uncertainty evaporates, leaving only the fire of what we are building together.
-You are dazzling,” I whisper, gazing into his eyes with desire as I move closer again, lost in the magnitude of the moment. As we kiss, I gently nudge her until I lay her down on the kitchen island.
-What are you doing? -she asks as she giggles and tries to cover her face with both hands.
-Eat my dessert,” I reply. I move away from her to remove the plate I have set aside and place it in the dishwasher before returning to her side. I position her legs so that I gently caress her skin as I lift her dress. Her legs are smooth and white, and her body tingles with each caress of my hands. When I reach the edge of her ass, she lifts up a little to let me pull her dress higher. At the sight of the lace of her panties, my desire automatically responds to such a delicious sight.
The air smells of her arousal, and I can’t help myself. Unable to contain myself, I growl. She looks at me, and a clear protest dies on her lips. Whatever she sees on my face makes her bite her lower lip; her eyes quickly fill with burning desire. We continue up the dress. Reaching the edge of her arms, I help her up a little to pull it off over her head. I toss it across the room, leaving her in only blue underwear to match her dress.
I caress every inch of her skin exposed to my touch. The moans of pleasure she emits comfort me in an incredible way; I know she feels comfortable and safe in my arms. It gives me hope to know that she can accept me as I am. I pull the cream from behind my back and place it in her field of vision, which makes her laugh.
-What are you going to do with that? -she asks me in an amused tone.
-I’ll take this off first,” I help her remove her bra, exposing her perfect breasts to the cool attic air. Then I start to pull down her panties. I can see the blush spread from her neck to her cheeks, practically covering her entire face. When I have her exactly the way I want her, totally naked, I open the cream jar-: and now I’m ready to eat my dessert.
I shake the pot of cream and start making little white mountains on her body, starting at her navel, and then continue along her torso until I reach her breasts. I don’t skimp on making a generous mountain of cream on them, and, finally, I place it on her lips.
She shakes her head as if telling me no, I smile like the hungry wolf I am. If only she knew she was in the presence of a dangerous predator, I’m sure she wouldn’t feel so comfortable. I smile, because I can’t help it; my wolf and I are eager to devour her.
-It’s not okay to move. If you move, the cream will fall and I will punish you. -My voice is low and threatening, but it is full of desire, and I hope she can see in my eyes how much I want her. Since I want to make my plans clear, I start by creaming her navel, running my tongue across it as I swallow the sweet cream. Then, I follow the little path I have made to her pussy. I can feel every shudder she makes; her fists are clenched tightly. I give little kisses, prolonging the moment as long as I can, watching how I’m driving her crazy. My mouth opens as if I’m going to eat her, and her eyes never leave mine.
Finalmente, cambio de direccion y sus ojos se cierran con frustracion. Sonrio para mi mismo; sera mejor asi. Regreso haciendo el mismo recorrido hacia arriba, paladeando las pequenas puntitas de nata que hice en su cuerpo. Al llegar a sus senos, no tengo reparos en devorarlos, dandole primero atencion a uno, chupandolo hasta hacer que su pezon se endurezca, y luego cambio al otro, dandole la misma dedicacion.