Dessert

I awoke to the feeling of lips brushing my eyelashes.

Strong arms held me close as I recalled the events that lead me here. It was just supposed to be a day of relaxation. Dinner and a movie to help clear our heads before delving back into the case. Dinner was very good but we never made it to the movie. We’d decided to have sundaes while watching the film so, after we cleaned up our dinner dishes, we set upon making the best sundaes ever. We became a little too playful with the chocolate syrup. It went everywhere as we jokingly spattered each other. The joking stopped suddenly when he leaned forward to take a lick at my neck. The breath caught in my throat as I pulled back.

Our eyes met.

Mine confused his cool.

I paused for only a moment before leaning forward and running my tongue over the chocolate on his lips. His breath released in a hiss before crushing me to him, plundering my mouth. He pulled me to the kitchen floor, the cool tile only increasing my desire. Lifting me he removed my shirt and bra so he could strategically place chocolate syrup on one nipple and whipped cream on the other. I moaned in delight as I felt his tongue brush over each overly sensitive nub. After licking away all evidence he kissed a line up my neck to nibble on my chin. Running his lips lightly along my jaw-line I gasped as he lightly bit my earlobe.

Growing impatient with his teasing I’d run my hand under his shirt and ripped it up the back. His eyes reflected momentary surprise before burning hot. Crushing my lips in a fiery kiss he shrugged out of the garment and flung it over his shoulder. Chuckling I moved back to grab the syrup. I dabbed some on my tongue before running it over the hard expanse of his chest. He growled low in his throat as I made my way down to lap lightly at the edge of his jeans. Pulling me up with a firm grip on my hair he laid on top of me as he unbuttoned my jeans. Squirming with my need I felt every inch as he lowered my pants and ran his lips over my skin at the same time. The throbbing was borderline painful as he ran the syrup along my inner thigh. I’d practically burst with the need to feel him inside me. Unable to do anything but cry out sharply when he lightly licked the edge of my underwear, I burrowed my hands tightly into his hair.

Grinning up the length of my body he ripped off my underwear with one hand while applying whipped cream with the other. The cool cream on my most intimate place fueled my desire to an unbearable level. I arched my back and bucked my hips when he took a long lick. Holding me down he continued the assault on my person and, as I fell off the cliff, I screamed. As I came back to myself he was still holding the forbidden kiss. Turning away he removed his jeans and I took the moment to run my hands over his back. Leaning forward I felt him clench as my tongue moved along the bulge of his muscles. I moved up his body until I reached his neck. Turning to the side slightly I bit along his jugular which caused him to gasp.

Reaching behind himself he gripped my hips and pulled me around so I was straddling him.

Our eyes met.

Mine mischievous his fire.

He captured my mouth as he penetrated me, my hands clawed his back with every thrust. We came together as he, with a final push, sent us both over the edge. We laid there on the floor before moving ourselves to the bed for an encore. We fell into a dreamless sleep which brings me back to now. Gently kissing his arm, I turn with a smile on my face. Taking in his blonde countenance as if for the first time I softly whisper…

“Edward.”