Chapter 22
"Your dad is such a prick," Jules said lightly passing her fingers over my bruised side.
My skin had acquired a purplish discolouration where he'd hit me. "Let's not talk about him right now; it's turning me off."
"You're turned on?" She asked kissing me.
"Brighter than a light bulb," I replied biting her lip.
"I love you," she said tossing her cascading hair to one side.
"I love you too."
Julie was my sunshine, and I'd already reached a point where I knew I couldn't survive without her, and believed that she could make everything right.
It was raining outside and we were at Julie's house about to set the bedsheets on fire. I'd told my mom and Frank that we were working on a school project that would affect our final score, and they'd agreed that I spend a few nights at the Hart mansion.
My mom obviously knew that I'd probably be getting into it with Jules and had given me the look; the I know look. And here we were about to have some one-on-one girl action. I guess it was clear to her that we'd be having our own after midnight projects!
I'd told Jules that Frank had kicked my ass after the confrontation, and she'd wanted to go straight to the police. She couldn't believe that Frank could be so heartless, but that wasn't even the half of it.
"It's funny that there are four tits between us," she said squeezing my right breast gently.
"Of course there are two pairs of twins between us," I said taking both of hers in my hands.
Everything about her was perfect and beautiful.
My hand crept up to her neck and pulled her down until we were kissing again.
"Let me go get something," she said biting her finger suggestively while giving me an unobstructed view of her sexy body.
Eff! She was smoking hot!
Putting on a pink robe she slipped out the door.
My hand had taken a detour down to Netherlands before I caught myself. I was freakin' burnin' up!
"Did I keep you waiting long?" She asked coming back in with something hidden behind her.
"Yes," I agreed showing her what I'd gotten up to before.
"I am very disappointed, Charlie," she said shaking her head in mock seriousness. "You couldn't even wait for two minutes, tut tut."
Her robe fell open as if on cue, and she shrugged it off with her hands still hidden behind her.
"What do you have behind there?" I asked getting to my knees on the bed.
"A surprise."
I closed my eyes and held my hands out with my palms facing her.
"What are you doing?" She asked curiously.
I opened one eye. "I'm trying to channel power to see through you."
"Good luck with that!" She said seductively inching towards the bed before she revealed her mysterious object.
It was a bottle of chocolate syrup.
"What's that for?" I asked thinking about the sweet kind of mess chocolate made.
She didn't say a word but held the bottle up and pressed it letting chocolate pour off her tongue, down her chin, onto her chest between her breasts, over her navel, and my tongue caught the rivulate before it reached its destination.
Slowly, my tongue traced back the single chocolate trail and I went all the way up to her chin before touching my tongue to hers.
"You taste like chocolate," I whispered trying to suck her tongue into my mouth.
"Lie on the bed."
"No, you get on the bed," I challenged taking the bottle from her possession.
She'd lied down on the bed like a sandwich tray on a picnic blanket, and all that was left to do was devour.
Pouring it over my index finger, I inserted it into her mouth as I straddled her.
She sucked at the finger greedily as I poured a spiral round a tit and then licked it off.
Pouring a more generous amount this time, I licked the underside of one fleshy treat taking the chocolate off like a razor removing shaving cream.
She whimpered slightly and I sucked her whole areola and nipple into my mouth hard. It was certainly more fun than I had anticipated!
I covered her whole midsection in syrup watching it drip over onto the sheets as I pressed my hand onto her before transferring the print onto her thigh.
I poured some on myself and made her lick it off as I readied to really taste her blend of chocolate flavour.
She pulled at my hair, moaned and whined as my tongue lapped at her and the chocolate.
"Charlie!" She screamed over and over like a banshee, and it only made me want to make her scream raw.
By the time I was finished, the choco-syrup bottle was almost empty, my face was covered in chocolate and what-have-you, our bodies were sticky, and the bed was in need of a change of sheets.
"That was fun," Jules said licking syrup from my fingers.
"I agree, it was... tasty," I replied nuzzling her neck.
"Want to take a soak in the tub?" She asked brushing her manicured nails along my back.
"Definitely, I feel like a sticky fly trap. And your hair has tufts like dreadlocks."
"I'd better run that water," she said sliding off the bed in all her naked glory as she combed through her hair with her fingers.
As soon as the taps went dead, I walked over to the bathroom.
"Were you ever going to call me?" I asked dipping my hand into the warm water where Jules was already enjoying herself.
"No, I knew you'd come," she said lifting up a soapy leg.
My hand automatically went for her leg, and my finger slid down that perfect limb until it disappeared into the water.
She laughed and playfully swatted my hand away. "Not yet. Get in."
I stepped in over the wide edge and settled between her legs. Leaning into her, I shut my eyes.
I could get used to this.
