Sweet Addiction: A Meet/Cute Romantic Comedy

Chapter 23

I'm lying completely naked on my workbench, my thighs clamped tightly together in anticipation as Reese continues to remove his clothing. I've never realized until now just how sexy it is to watch a man undress. But I'm quickly realizing that whatever this man does, he does it in a very sexy way. I bite the inside of my cheek as I watch him pull his T-shirt off with one hand, revealing his brilliantly sculpted upper body. I moan softly at the sight of him and catch his attention, seeing his lips curl up in the corner. His boxers come down with his jeans and he steps out of them, grabbing the bowl of frosting that he had placed on a nearby stool before he moves toward me. His free hand grips my thigh, spreading me open, and giving himself room to settle between my legs. I feel the tip of him push against my clit and I whimper.

"Now, where should I begin?" His eyes run down my body and he smiles wickedly.

"You can begin with sticking that big dick in me," I answer, wiggling against him to give me some relief. Christ Almighty, he feels amazing.

He chuckles and bends forward. "Somebody's greedy. Did you not get yourself off well enough?" He drops his head and kisses between my breasts. "You should have let me in when I told you. I would have made you come so hard you wouldn't be begging for my cock just yet." He holds out his hand to lift me so I'm now sitting up, my eyes doing a quick rundown of his body and seeing him notice it.

"Yes, you caught me, I was looking, but I can't help it." I lean back onto my hands and stick my chest out. "Now, get busy."

"Are you always so bossy?" he asks as he dips his finger into the frosting and spreads a generous amount onto each erect nipple. I try to keep still as best I can but am quickly getting worked up. But let's be honest here, I've been worked up from this man since I fell into his lap. He looks so focused, so meticulous with his pattern he's drawing on me that it makes me vibrate with silent laughter against his hands. "Stop squirming." He scoops another glob out of the bowl and trails it down the center of my stomach, swirling the pink sugariness onto my clit. I bite my lip to keep from jerking, watching him set the bowl onto the wood next to me and step back, admiring his creation.

"You like?" I ask, my eyes glued to his massive erection, which I am aching to jump on.

His hand strokes his jaw as he studies me. "Fuck, yes." His eyes flick up to mine and I clutch the edge of the workbench with my hands. Shit, his sex stare could melt me like a candle. Moving quickly to bridge the space between us, his hand grips my head and crashes my mouth against his. He's rough, swiping into my mouth with his tongue, his breath hot and minty on my face. We're all lips, tongues, and bursts of air as he sucks and bites my lip, the tiny pain of it fueling my desire for him. Breaking away to ease me back onto the wood, his tongue darts out and licks the icing off my left breast.

"Oh, yes." I tangle my hands into his hair as he strokes my nipple with his tongue, pulling it into his mouth and sucking hard before releasing it.

"Mmmm, you taste almost too good." His mouth moves to my right breast where he licks it clean before flicking my nipple. He sits up and stares down at me. "Now what?" he asks, and I know the look on my face is one of pure delight. Am I in control of this?

"Lick me."

"Be specific, love."

I sit up quickly and wrap my hand around his cock, hearing a sharp gasp from him as he grabs my neck. He shakes his head and removes my hand gently, causing me to frown.

"Not yet." He guides me back down onto my back and I playfully try to reach him as he bats my hands away. "You were telling me to lick you, and I want to know where."

I smirk. "You know exactly where."

He shrugs and slowly begins tracing my belly button, moving the icing around and causing my stomach to clench. "Where, Dylan?" Good Lord, the man is persistent. I wish I found that to be anything but a major turn on.

Okay, I can do this. I clamp my eyes shut. "Reese, please lick my pussy until I come in your mouth, and then fuck me until I can't walk." Slowly peeking one eye open, I find a very amused man staring down at me with the biggest grin I've ever seen on his face. I can't help but laugh. "You're a pervert."

"So are you." Dropping in front of me, he latches onto my clit and sucks hard. I groan loudly and arch my back, feeling his hands grip my ankles and plant my feet flat down on the wood. I'm completely open to him and go to drop my feet off the sides when he holds them in place.

"Move and I stop."