Page 76 of Why Cheese?
At first, he teases my ponytail with an ornery flip. Then his palm trails down the right side of the apron. Almost like an accident, his fingers dip below the heavy canvas to trace around my breast hidden only by my bra. “Whatever shall we do for an hour?” Cam asks.
“Not work,” Roq says.
“Love what you do and you never have to work a day in your life,” Cam jokes. He draws the tip of his tongue up my neck and breathes in my ear. “And there’s nothing I love more than doing you.”
It’s cheesy sure, but my panties flood at his voice rumbling in my ear. Cam hooks his finger under my jaw and turns me to his lips. Just as I kiss him, another hand sweeps around from behind. This one reaches right under the apron to hold my stomach.
I start to lean back, never expecting for the fingers to glide down, then flit right over my panties. “Umph,” Cheddy moans. “She’s soaked through.”
“Chedward, there is a dance to this and you’ve jumped ahead to the rumba.”
“So?” he says with a shrug and starts to finger me over my underwear. My legs part on their own and I tip back against his chest.
“Brie?” Cam calls to the one left standing by the sink. “Or do you still have chores to bother with?”
“No, I’m…I’m free.” He says scampering over.
“Perfect. Shall we?” Cam asks.
Shall they what?Damn it, it’s so hard to think with Cheddy’s vigorous worship of my clit. I stare from a grinning Cam to a shy Brie, struggling to understand.
Three. He means for all three of them and me…at once?
“Oh, fuck!”
Cheddy’s wild finger manages to slide under the edge of my panties and go full Hitachi on my clit.
Cam claps Brie on the shoulder with a great smile. “You’re up to plate first, slugger.”
What?I try to sit up, but Cheddy catches my arms and pulls me back. I land on the table with my legs dangling off of the floor and find myself staring up at Cheddy’s chubby.
“What are you going to do to me?” I ask.
Cheddy stretches a line of cheesecloth between his hands and laughs. “Whatever you want.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Munching Mozzarella
WHAT IS HAPPENING?
Cheddy drops down to his knees. Even on them, he still towers over me. “Want to have some fun?” he asks drawing the white cheesecloth against my cheek.
“Um…?” The last time I saw him use that he squeezed water out of cheese curd with his bare hands.Do I want to be manhandled, squished, and left out to dry?“Yes?” I squeak.
Giggling, Cheddy places the cheesecloth to my eyes. “So you can’t see what we’re gonna do,” he says and knots the cloth behind my head.
I can see absolutely everything. It’s like wearing a wedding veil. But Cheddy dances three fingers in front of my eyes and asks, “How many?”
“Six?”
“This is gonna be so much fun,” he declares, then bends over to kiss me. As his lips touch mine, he delves for my breasts. They’ve slipped to the side to escape the apron, which he happily chases after while dancing his tongue with mine. My eyes are closed tight to follow the spirit of the blindfold.
When a hand slides under my bare thigh and lifts it, I nearly bite Cheddy’s tongue. He growls at that, then nips my lip in response. “I like a girl who’ll tear out all your chest hair.”
“Cheddy, take off her apron,” Cam commands.
“No, wait.” It’s Brie calling out commands. After running his hands up my legs, he cups his palms under my buttocks. Off go my panties. “I like it on her.”
