Chapter II
Ali loved looking at Harry's lip, she silently imagined what his plump lips looked like around her swollen nipples and that created a pool in her shorts. She licked her lips in anticipation. "Just taste it love." Harry pointed the Popsicle towards Ali.
"Never!" Ali shouted, running into the bedroom, hoping Harry was behind her. Indeed he was tackling Ali to the bed. "C'mon kitten, taste it for me." He prompted. 'That cheeky bastard, he knows kitten is my weakness.' Ali thought rolling her eyes.
Harry sensually pointed the Popsicle towards Ali , but this time she happily obliged, licking the orange juice accumulated at the tip. Then sucking in the Popsicle never losing eye contact with Harry. Harry was sure a sight to see: his mouth slightly agape, his beautiful blue/green eyes turning midnight blue with want, and a slight groan expelled from his open lips as Ali took as much of the Popsicle as possible.
He removed the Popsicle and Ali said, "Mmm, that is good but I want something better..." She flips them over and attacks her love's lips. She moves down to his neck, going straight for his sweet spot, not wasting anytime. Harry closes his eyes and lets out a loud moan as Ali continues down south. She unbuckles his jeans and pulls them down along with his boxers. Harry shot straight up with a loud groan when Ali 's cold lips wrapped around his throbbing member. "I want you to suck on the Popsicle while I suck on your cock." And with a wink she sucked in Harry's tip, ravishing in the taste of the Orange Popsicle and his sweet pre-cum.
