Aphrodisiac

Case of P

What is he doing?
I stare at him through the living room as I hear him in the kitchen. I look up from the project I've been doing, and I see him staring at me, sitting at the dining room table. My heart drops then slowly quickens in pace. I want him so badly. The oven from the kitchen rings and he walks over to it, taking out the contents. Its a.. what is it? He walks over to me and places the oven tray in front of me; I peer into it. It's chocolate! I look back up to him as he chuckles under his breath.

"I made this, why don't you give it a try?" I look over at the brown, sweet goodness.

"Why don't you go first?" I ask sensing something wrong.

"Sure." He smirks at me then places his finger in the tray.

He seductively licks the chocolate off his finger making sure that there was nothing left. His lips left his fingertips making a clicking noise. Our eyes were locked the whole time. He grinned and slid closer to me positioning his arm around my waist; his hand settled on my hip, and I felt his hot breath on my neck as he leaned on me. He planted kisses all over my neck, and I knew no doubt that they would leave marks. Small moans escaped from my lips; I tried my best to keep them hidden by covering my mouth but he made me remove my hand by kissing me. I could taste the chocolate on his tongue; it was sweet and warm, it was almost addicting. I knew I was in trouble, and I needed to stop him before things got out of hand. God must've heard my plea because afterwards my phone rang. I glanced at the screen as it lit up. It was my parents.

"H-hold on," I said breathlessly while pulling away from our kiss.

I pushed his shoulder so that there would be an arm's length between us as he tried to make advances at me while I picked my phone up. I sat upright and answered the call.

"H-hello?" I spoke, but he pulled me and started to kiss my neck.

"Stop it." I tried to push him away but with one hand on my phone and the other on his chest he easily gained dominance.

"How're you, dear? Is work going alright?" My mother talked on the phone. I can't speak to her with him all up on me!

"I'm doing alright. Thanks for asking. How're you guys doing-" Right before I ended my sentence he sucked on my ear and bit my earlobe. That was my last straw. I needed to end this call quickly before another moan slips out.

"We're doing great, thanks for asking. Anyways, I called so I could ask if you're available Saturday. I had planned a party, and I would like to see you there. How about it?"

"I ah-" I covered my mouth as quickly as I could. But my moan broke free.

"What was that sound, dear? Are you alright? What happened?" Shit, she heard.

"Oh! Nothing you must be hearing things I- hah! I'll see you there. Don't worry!" I say frantically as another moan broke loose in the middle of my sentence. I heard silence before my mom answered.

"Okay.. if you say so. I'll see you then. Stay safe."

"Okay, bye!" I ended the call and turned to him.

My eyes were watery, and I could feel my face heat up at the speed of light, but he seemed to enjoy himself.

"Was this all a game?" I was breathless.

"It's supposed to be. But I can't stop anymore." He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and came closer.

He dipped his finger back into the tray and lightly lifted up the hem of my shirt. I didn't even notice until his hand gripped my hip. His palm warmed up and slid up and down my waist.

"Why don't we take this to the bedroom?" He began to lift me off the ground, but I gently pushed him.

"N-no. I need to finish this."

"I knew you would say that." He wiped the chocolate near my breasts.

"Are you serious?" I stared at him with a disgusted face and started to wipe the residue with my sleeve and stood up from where we seated.

I wiped the chocolate off and soon after I felt dizzy and nauseated. My whole body burned and my knees grew weak I almost fell but he helped me stand.

"What's in the chocolate?" I held my head; I felt a headache coming and I knew this feeling too well.

"Is it-"

"Yeah, it is."

"What the fuck."

"I just wanted to try it with food, that's all."

"That's all?" I sighed and shook my head.

"No."

"No? What do you mean by, no? You were moaning like crazy a few seconds ago. Now you're telling me no?" He challenged me with his stare.

"Are you kidding me? This is your fucking fault! You're the one who's making me feel this way and to top it off you made me moan with my mom on the phone! My mom!" I snapped back at him offended at what he said.

"Watch your tone." He growled back after my remark.

For a second everything went blurry the room was spinning and everything went black. When I woke up and I felt different. There were no words to describe what I felt. But I felt like I was on anesthesia. I turn to him. He was on the bed with me, breathing heavily he smiled and caressed my cheek. I was consumed by this feeling and I lunged at him. There was a burning sensation throughout my body and it controlled my emotions. I discovered the feeling I was experiencing.

I was sexually aroused.

I kissed his lips hungrily and aggressively pinned him to the bed. My hands moved on their own as they started to undress him. There was a sense of happiness and satisfaction as he obeyed, every time he touched or kissed me, it would add more fuel to the fire I had burning in my heart. I was in trouble. I didn't want to stop, and he didn't tell me to, I wanted to make him feel good, I wanted to make him moan and cry out my name.

"Hey, I changed my mind. I want to finish this in the shower." He said grinning.

There was a game he wanted to play, and he won.