A Greek Odyssey - Jason Fic

CHAPTER 135

'You want to double check whether you're right about me being a better cook than a lover, eh?' Jason still gripped her ankle firmly in his hand, his thumb softly tracing circles around her ankle bone. 'You really need convincing do you?'he smiled sexily at her, his teeth biting at his bottom lip.

'Yes. Desert first though,' Lexi was enjoying the feeling of his thumb exerting pressure on her ankle bone, she was also enjoying teasing him. She found their verbal sparring a turn-on and she knew he did too, judging by the expression in his sparkling eyes. She removed her ankle from his hand, stood up and swept past him, laughing to herself at the expression of surprise and slight disappointment which flashed across his face.

She turned the light on in the kitchen, retrieved the bottle of wine from the fridge and went back out onto the patio. She topped up Jason's wine glass and disappeared back into the kitchen, pulling the curtain behind her. She then took a tub of Haagen Dazs ice-cream from the ice-box of the fridge to soften. 'I'll be out in a mo!' she called out to him, smiling softly to herself as he called back the word "ok" in his Mancunian accent from the patio.

She slipped into the bedroom, checking in the mirror if she looked presentable. Whistling softly to herself, she pulled her light sundress over her head, checking that it hadn't messed her hair too much before squirting a tiny spray of her Ghost perfume onto her wrists. 'Just coming!' she called out, as she headed back for the kitchen to fetch the ice-cream.

Stepping back out onto the patio she walked up behind him, her hand softly stroking the hairs at the nape of his neck.

Jason breathed a deep sigh as he felt her fingers on his neck, softly massaging his skin and bringing goosebumps to his body. 'Mmm... that feels so good,' he whispered, instantly relaxing at the touch of her hand.

Lexi trailed her fingers around his throat, her fingers tiptoeing up his neck and brushing against his lips as she stood behind him still. Jason opened his mouth to kiss her fingers, his tongue licking at the tips of them as they touched his lips.

'I brought desert,' Lexi said quietly, moving from behind the chair and appearing in front of Jason. His mouth dropped open in surprise, when he caught sight of her clad in just her underwear, the ice-cream and a spoon in one hand and a huge grin plastered across her face.

'Is it the ice-cream or you for desert?' Jason asked, his eyes looking her appreciatively up and down.

'How about both?' Lexi peeled the lid off the ice-cream and slid onto his lap so that she faced him. She put the spoon into the tub, smiling suggestively as she drew it back out piled with the pralines and cream confection. 'Want some?'

Jason hesitated for a moment. 'I shouldn't really y'know. Not if I need to be fit for the tour.' his mouth twisted slightly with disappointment. He knew that as soon as he got home the rehearsals were due to be starting and the plan was for him and Howard to do a dance routine. The last thing he wanted was to have to lose weight.

'Oh go on...Don't be boring!' Lexi wheedled. 'You can work it off. I promise no more sweet stuff after tonight,' she wriggled slightly on his lap, her breasts jiggling invitingly in front of him. 

Jason didn't need too much persuading and obediently opened his mouth as Lexi spooned the ice-cream into his mouth. He savoured the sweet, caramel taste and opened his mouth for more.

'You like?' she asked mischeviously.

'You or the desert?'

'Both.' she giggled as she spooned more of the ice-cream into his mouth, catching a stray drip with her tongue, as it dripped off the spoon and onto his chin

Jason groaned as the tip of her tongue licked at his chin and up to his bottom lip, tracing along it as she carried on licking. Jason took the spoon off her and fed her a spoonful, kissing her as she finished the mouthful. Her mouth was cold and he could taste the sweetness from the ice-cream lingering on her lips. He loaded the spoon with more ice-cream, trailing it between the valley of her breasts, before licking it off, his mouth making small sucking noises as he did so.

'Yeah, I like both. But I prefer you, Lex,' he put the ice-cream down on the table, his fingers reaching up and peeling the pretty bra from her breasts. 'How come you're wearing this?' he asked her, his finger tips brushing enticingly against her nipples, making them both stand to attention.

'I know. I know. I should be wearing one of those wretched maternity bras. I thought it wouldn't do any harm to wear this just for a little while,' she stood up and pulled him to his feet. 'Come on, let's go inside. It looks like no-one else is around out here, but I'd rather not risk it and have us appear on the front page of The Daily Sport.'

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