It was a Friday night and I was expecting that Charles would come home so I decided to cook an omelette for dinner, for that was the only real thing I could cook. I was on my hoodie just wearing my panties underneath... when suddenly I felt somebody buried his face on my ass. It was him, Charlie, and I didn't see him went inside the kitchen. I gasp out of surprise and he chuckled.
'Gosh! Charles! That's disgusting!'
'Oh c'mon, Mags I know you like it! Ha ha ha'
He laughed and winked, and I smacked his arm out of annoyance.
'Wow!omelette! I've never eaten an omelette like that in my whole life!'
He picked up a fork and tasted a mouthful. 'Hmmm...deliciously burned! Hahah'
Here he is again, practicing his sarcasm.
'Know what? If you don't want to eat, then don't.okay? You're making me want to kill you and your sarcastic tongue!'
'Oh I thought you love my sarcastic tongue?' He licked his lips and bit the lower part and it made me want to bite it too, not just because he looked sexily dirty doing that, but because I want him to shut up.
I leaned over the kitchen counter,faced him and worked my fingers on his neck. Then, I choked him...I slowly tightened my grip as I talked.
'I hate you now...and I wanna kill you...'
Still, he was relaxed. He took something out of his pocket and waved it in front of my face.
'No. You don't wanna kill me... coz if you do, you won't have the chance to go with me to Santana...'
He smirked. I loosen my grip and tried to grab the coupons but he was quick.
'What is that?' I asked almost irritated.
'Free passes to a star studded fashion show at Santana Beach this Sunday. Wanna come?'
'Of course I do! Where d'you get that?' My eyes widened. 'Who's gonna be there?' I sat on the top of the kitchen counter, setting aside and ignoring my burned omelette.
Charles crossed his arms and fanned the tickets on his face.
'Well, I'm not quite sure...but Sasha, the model who gave me these tickets will definitely be there... and I think I heard her say Douglas Lawrence's name.'
'Seriously?' I was flabbergasted! I held Charles face and almost lift my butt as I moved closer to him. You see... Doug Lawrence is my ultimate celebrity crush. He wasn't that famous yet for he was just starting to make real movies. Haven't given a big break yet. His green, luminous eyes, those plump red lips, skin almost tanned. Wooow! I can't stop myself from fantasizing him..
'Hey, Miss omelette! I'm hungry... so, do you want me to eat your omelette, or do you want me to eat you?'
He slowly caressed my thighs since my legs are wide open in front of him,and it made me wake up from thinking Doug Lawrence.
'Don't worry, I already ordered pizza... unless, it's me you wanna eat...'
I looked at him trying to be seductive. He looked at me raising his right eyebrow with a devilish smirk on his face.
He slowly leaned and placed kisses on my legs... slowly until he reached my inner thighs. Then, he inhaled.
'Do I smell like omelette already?' I laughed a bit.
'No.you still smell like a virgin.'
Then, he started his way in between my legs. He kissed my center almost inhaling my insides. Good thing I already took a bath and wore my freshly laundry white cotton underwear.
I was smiling. I thought it was gonna end there, but no. He pushed my underwear to the side exposing my bare sex. He started kissing my labia. I slightly pushed his face inches away from my center, but he just made me lift my legs and spread them. At first, I was hesitant.
'Charles, where in the kitchen...'
'I'm hungry. I don't care...'
He answered without looking at me; concentrating as he was working his lips and his tongue on my now wet spot. He spread my labia with his fingers and started licking and sucking my clit; he was even making that sucking sound. Gosh! It was amazing. It made me wrap my legs around his head and pulled on his hair. His face was buried into my sex...I felt his tongue inside my honeypot and his teeth gently grazing my clit...
'Hmmmm...'
I was moaning. I leaned on my back a little, supporting myself with my left arm while my right hand was tugging his hair. With that, it gave him a better access with my whole treasure... he was really eating me and I found that sooo sexy... he kept on making that sucking sound and I couldn't help myself from grinding on his face.
I felt like I was a dish devoured by a hungry customer, gently and delicately tasting every ingredient I have.
'Aaaaahhh...Charles...enough...'
That sounded insincere for he knew I wouldn't want him to stop... I felt like I was a step away from cumming when suddenly...
[ding dong]
The door bell of Charlie's apartment rang.
He didn't mind it, it repeated thrice. I pulled away.
'I wasn't done yet.'
He had that smirk again. His lips glistened with my wetness.
'That could be the pizza I ordered... go get it.'
His eyebrows shoot up. 'Why me?'
I looked down at myself and looked at him with my left eyebrow raised. 'Do you want me to get it wearing just my undies?'
'Okay, fine. I'll get it myself.'
He stood. But before making his way to the door he gave me a sloppy wet kiss on my mouth and it made me taste myself.
[ding dong]
'Easy!I'm on my way!'
He yelled as he was walking towards the door.
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