Deviant

Honey Drip

Sunlight shines through sheer curtains, as songbirds alert the earth. "Love shall rise in these beautiful moments."

I laugh to myself imagining the conversations bestie birds would have. "She know she wrong for leaving that dog shit!"

My cackle echoes throughout the room, shaking me up to fix the bed. "Yep it's time to get up." I say to myself while scratching, and yawning my way to the bathroom.

There's a smooth energy in the air that I can't quite describe... Anyway I brush my teeth, and do all of my necessary rising rituals.

While walking out of the bathroom I spot something new...Two golden packages of what looks like honey. My spidey senses tingle as I study the package, but all it says is 'Honey Drip'

"Hm...why are these big ass honey packs in the bathroom?"

Immediately I run downstairs to find my lover playing his video game.... Of course.

"Bae?" I stand directly behind his chair, and watch little animated men pass a ball around.

"Hmm?" He mumbles staring straight at the screen. I guess his little basketball game is more important than me.

"What are these two big ass honey packs doing in our bathroom?" I scold with one hand holding a honey pack in his face, and my other on my hip.

He just chuckles, and pushes my little hand away. He then removes one side of his headphones so he can actually hear me.

"What's so funny?" I question.

"You don't know what that is?" He smiles at the screen.

"No, what are you up to?" I can't help but smile at his devious trickster smile.

"My friend gave me those. He said him and his girl felt real 'loose', and they had a lottt of fun with those. If you know what I mean?" he looks at me with a smirk, and turns back toward the tv.

His sexy smirk gave me all the clues I needed. "Ohhh okay." I sigh and pace around contemplating my next acts of impulse. I then find myself in the kitchen resisting the urge to cut them open, and suck one down.

"You ok over there?" His voice hollering from the living room sends waves of confirmation up my spine.

"Come here bae." I call to him.

I cut one open, and squeeze the honey on my tongue as he approaches me. One of his arms snake around my waist as the other grabs the honey pack to squeeze onto my lips. His tongue gently grazes my lips licking every bit of honey off of them.

"Mmm it tastes just like honey." I say as my head spins from the kiss.

"Just like you." He gives me juicy kisses, and his fingers trail up and down my body.

"Mmm." We both moan into the kiss feeling our passion grow. My arms latch around his neck as my fingers entangle themselves into his crown of locs.

His strong hands pick me up, and gently place me on the kitchen counter. He then pulls my oversized t-shirt over my head, and squirts honey all over my bare breasts. His tantric tongue sucks and swirls around my nipples sending ocean waves down to my heat. My soft moans reassure him as he grips my neck gentle yet firm. I can taste the desire in his aura as he comes up to squeeze the honey pack into my mouth. Once again he kisses me passionately letting his hands travel down my stomach, as his fingertips reach my clothed yoni he takes a deep electric inhale.

"Ok bae chill." I push his hand away, taking a few deep grounding breaths.

"What you mean chill." He examines his fingers. "Look at how wet you are.. it's coming through your shorts." His voice pleads his soul's desires,  before he licks his fingers, and his eyes meet mine.