Page 32 of Bleed
“Pepperoni?”
“Perfect.”
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“Fuck, Mario makes a good brick oven pizza.” I moan as the shower door opens and Dani steps inside with me, holding up a piece of pizza loaded with extra meat. “And delivered by a naked woman. Mmmm.”
“Service with a smile.” She giggles, holding out the food for me to take a bite.
I pretend I’m gonna bite it, then lean in and nip at her neck instead.
“What if I’d rather eat you?”
“Food first, at least this piece, then munch away at anything on me you so desire.”
“Fuck baby, you know the way to a man’s heart.”
“Yeah through his rib cage.” She laughs, shoving the pizza in my face, forcing me to either open my mouth and eat it, or wear the grease and cheese in my beard.
Peeling off a slice of pepperoni, I slap it onto her chest, between her tits, then bend down and pull it off with my teeth, kissing her as I take it. It’s got a little spice to it, but also the taste of her skin and the perspiration left over from last night’s activities.
“Yummy.” I say with a little laugh, then cough when she crams the food in my mouth. “Hey!” I croak out around a big bite of the deliciousness.
“Eat it. Then eat me.”
“Fine woman.”
Taking it from her, I devour it in two big bites then stick my face under the spray to wash it clean, wiping away a string of cheese that dangles from my lower lip.
“Good boy.”
“I’ll give you a good boy.” I say, grabbing her and spinning us around so she’s under the water.
Bending her over, I place her hands on the glass doors, watching as she wipes away the condensation with her touch. She wiggles her ass back and forth while looking at me over her shoulder, most likely expecting a slap or for me to slide my dick in her from behind, but she’s surprised when I drop to my knees and bury my face in her ass.
“Damien!” She squeals when I make a long lick up her crack, the wiggle the tip of my tongue against her puckered little asshole.
“Mmmm so tasty.” I mumble onto her wet flesh, delving my tongue inside her. “Better than Mario’s.”
Her whole body shakes with laughter, and she reaches back and slaps at my head.
“Oh my God. You know how bad that sounded?” She peals, her ass jiggling against my face. “I hope you mean his pizza.”
“You’ll never know.”
“Fuck!” She yelps in hilarious laughter, trying to calm herself down, but between both my metaphoric and actual slip of the tongue she can’t control herself.
“Nom noms.” I joke, making hungry eating noises as I eat her ass, licking and sucking on it, then moving down to her perfect, tight, bald pussy.
Her laughter turns to deep throaty moans as I tongue fuck that smooth cunt, pushing up inside of it as far as I can, tasting everything that is her, and reveling in both the scents and flavors of her. It’s an erotic perfume that tastes both musky and sweet, and it makes my dick so fucking hard. It’s missing something though.
Popping open the shower door, I reach out onto the vanity and wrap my hand around the straight razor sitting on its edge. I was planning on straightening up the edges of my beard following the shower, but now I have a better use for the single, sharp blade.
“What are you doing?” She asks, as she watches me flick it open with my thumb and run it under the hot water that beats down on her back.
“Just wait and see.”
The blade makes a tiny little red line on her inner thigh as I drag it so very gently over her skin, making a shallow, thin cut. I watch as the blood seeps slowly from it, kissing around it, waiting patiently for the drops to be big enough. When they bead together, I flatten my tongue and lick them up, scooping the metallic fluid into my mouth and swallowing it down as she grinds herself on me.
