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“I’m only hungry for you,” he said against my lips, his hands expertly undoing the buttons on my blouse.
Screw the food.I reached out and fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, but I was too distracted by the kiss to make any real progress. I only had one of his buttons undone when he yanked my blouse open and pulled it off my shoulders. He balled it up and chucked it across the kitchen. My bra was next to go. He threw that too, but one of the straps caught on the wine bottle.
He bit my lower lip softly and then started trailing kisses down my neck. Across my collarbone. Onto my breasts.
Fuck that feels good.
His lips brushed against my nipple ever so softly. And then he took it in his teeth.
“Oh God,” I moaned, running my hand along the shaved sides of his head. Then I grabbed a fistful of his longer hair and pushed him downwards.
“Greedy girl,” he said, his muscular frame easily resisting my push.
“Please,” I moaned.Is this really happening?!I’d thought that his flaming genie penis meant no sexy time at all. But that was just because Joe had never used his tongue for anything but lies. Now I was with a real man.
He swirled his tongue around my nipple and then continued his descent down my torso. His stubble tickled my stomach as he went.
I gripped the edge of the counter and thrust towards him.Please. Please.
He put his hands on my knees and spread my legs wide before tracing his fingers up my thighs and under my skirt. I lifted my ass slightly to help him slide my thong over my ass and down my legs. I tried to kick it off, but it got caught on one of my heels.
I didn’t care one bit. He was inches away from giving me what I craved.
“Yes,” I said. I grabbed his head and pulled him towards me.
And then, with a poof of smoke, he disappeared.
Too Much Sausage - Chapter 8 – Chickie Nuggie Pasties
Sunday – September 24, 2023
Ash
Are you freaking kidding me?I looked around Tanner’s kitchen.This must be some sort of joke, right? Right?!I didn’t even understand how he had disappeared. Last I checked, he didn’t have his magic back. Was he also an accomplished illusionist?
I was about to freak out. But then I realized that he must just be messing with me. Again.
But this time, the joke would be on him. I wasn’t gonna freak out like he wanted. I was just going to go to town on these gochujang nuggets. Tanner would be lucky if I saved him any at all.
I poured some rice out onto my plate and then topped it with a healthy portion of nuggets, broccoli, and, most importantly, tons of gochujang mayo.
Yum.
As I took a huge bite, a glob of gochujang mayo slid off my fork and landed on my boob. It didn’t matter though, because my shirt was in a ball halfway across the kitchen and my bra was hooked around the wine bottle.
Huh, I should eat topless more often.
I wiped the sauce off my boob and shoved my finger in my mouth. “God yes,” I moaned. Don’t judge me - I was stillhorny from what Tanner had been doing right before his little disappearing act. And gochujang mayo was pretty orgasmic to begin with.
I heard the door to Tanner’s apartment open. Then he started whistling. Apparently his weird illusionist prank was over. He was lucky he hadn’t taken any longer because once I started eating nuggies, I had a hard time stopping. But I had a fun idea of how to share them.
When the whistling grew closer to the kitchen, I grabbed two chicken nuggets and placed them against my nipples. “Want to eat them off of me, big boy?” I said.
The whistling suddenly stopped.
Gah, why the heck did I call him big boy? But who cared. His silence was clearly a signal that he was so into me half naked on his counter that he couldn’t even come up with words to describe the emotions coursing through his chiseled body. I turned around to look at him.
Oh fuck me.
