Unexpected Love

51. Her Dessert

warning: sexual !!

As the evening progressed, the apartment grew quieter, the twins' soft snores signaling they had succumbed to sleep. The living room, once filled with laughter and playful banter, now lay shrouded in peaceful silence.

Angela seized the opportunity, pulling Lucy into the kitchen under the pretense of helping with the dishes. Angela's demeanor shifted, a seductive smirk playing on her lips. Lucy felt a jolt of electricity course through her veins, her heart rate quickening as Angela's hand traced the curve of her waist.

*It's been too long since we were alone,* Angela's eyes seemed to say. Lucy could practically feel the heat radiating off her partner, could sense her barely contained desire. She leaned into Angela, her breath hitching as Angela's lips brushed against her ear.

"I can't wait any longer," Angela whispered, her breath hot against Lucy's skin. Lucy closed her eyes, allowing herself to revel in the sensation, knowing they had to be careful with the girls sleeping nearby.

But the need was too strong, and they'd been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity. The kitchen suddenly seemed much smaller, the air charged with sexual tension.

Angela's hands roamed Lucy's body, igniting a fire within her that threatened to consume them both. They exchanged heated glances, communicating silently in a language only lovers understood. They knew they had to be quiet, but they couldn't resist the magnetic pull drawing them together.

Lucy gasped as Angela's hands gripped her shoulders, pushing her down onto the cold kitchen counter. Lucy's heart raced as she glanced down, watching Angela's hands deftly undo the buttons of her dress.

It fluttered open, revealing her bare chest, and she bit back a moan as Angela's warm breath caressed her skin.

Angela's lips followed the path her eyes had taken, leaving a trail of hot kisses down Lucy's neck, her tongue darting out to taste her. Suddenly, Angela pulled away, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

She strode towards the fridge, opening it to reveal an array of food items. Lucy watched, confused, as Angela rummaged through the contents before emerging with a jar of honey and a can of whipped cream. A wicked smile curled on her lips as she returned to Lucy's side.

"What do you think, babe?" she purred, holding up the items. Lucy couldn't help but giggle nervously, her cheeks flushing red. This wasn't exactly what she had in mind when she agreed to a quick moment alone.

But as Angela's fingers traced the rim of the honey jar, Lucy felt a thrill run through her. Angela's dominant side was coming out to play, and Lucy couldn't deny that she found it incredibly arousing.

Angela let her guard down completely, her dominant side fully unleashed.

She squirted whipped cream playfully between Lucy's thighs, on her nipples, and across her stomach and breasts, creating a tantalizing dessert tray on Lucy's body. Lucy giggled, her body writhing with anticipation as Angela dipped her fingers into the nearby jar of honey, smearing it across Lucy's already glistening skin.

The sticky sweetness contrasted beautifully with the cool whipped cream, sending shivers down Lucy's spine. Angela's eyes darkened with hunger as she leaned in, her tongue darting out to trace the honey's path.

She began to suck and nibble all over Lucy's body, licking every inch clean, leaving no spot untouched. Lucy's moans filled the kitchen, growing louder with each passing second as Angela's ministrations grew more insistent.

Their love, usually expressed through tender kisses and gentle caresses, had taken on a wild, primal edge, fueled by weeks of pent-up desire. Angela reveled in the sounds of Lucy's pleasure, her own need building with each taste of sweetness and skin.

The night stretched out before them, promising unbridled passion and a much-needed release from the stresses of parenthood.

Grinning devilishly, Angela plucked a cherry from the fruit bowl on the counter and positioned it between Lucy's trembling lips. "Open up for me, baby," she murmured, her voice low and husky with desire.

Lucy's lips parted, accepting the cherry, its sweetness exploding on her tongue as Angela's fingers trailed lower. She gasped as Angela's fingers found her most sensitive spot, her body arching off the counter in response. Angela's gaze never left Lucy's face, her eyes locked onto Lucy's as she slowly pushed a single finger inside her.

Lucy's eyes rolled back, her moans muffled by the cherry still trapped between her lips. Angela began to move faster, her fingers working Lucy's body expertly as she continued to devour the dessert she had created.

The cherry stem dangled tantalizingly from Lucy's mouth, and Angela couldn't resist leaning in to capture it with her teeth, her lips brushing against Lucy's in a teasing kiss.

She pulled back, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she watched Lucy succumb to the pleasure building within her.

Angela's movements became more urgent, her fingers coated in Lucy's arousal. She couldn't get enough of the sight and sound of Lucy writhing beneath her, the cherry long forgotten in the haze of desire. Withdrawing her hand, she brought her glistening fingers to Lucy's lips, a wicked glint in her eye.

"Taste yourself, babe," she commanded softly. Lucy hesitated only for a moment before complying, sucking Angela's fingers into her mouth, savoring the tangy sweetness. Their eyes met, and Lucy felt a rush of arousal as she realized how much Angela enjoyed watching her.

She sucked harder, moaning around Angela's fingers as they pushed deeper, Angela's thumb circling her clit with expert precision. The combination of sensations was almost too much, and Lucy felt herself teetering on the edge of release.

Angela's dominance had always been a turn-on for her, but tonight it seemed to amplify every sensation, making her more sensitive than ever before.

As she came closer, she reached out, her hands finding Angela's hips, pulling her closer as if trying to merge their bodies as one.

Angela chuckled at Lucy's eagerness, her own arousal evident in her flushed cheeks and rapid breathing. She leaned in, capturing Lucy's lips in a messy, passionate kiss as she continued to drive her towards the precipice.

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