Page 21 of Wild Curves
Encouraged by his words, I keep his cock in my mouth as I reach for the chocolate, but he stops my hand.
“Let me take care of you.”
I pop his cock out of my mouth but make sure to keep a firm hold on him. “Don’t interrupt a girl when she’s halfway through dessert,” I warn him.
He chuckles. “You can finish dessert, Maggie, but I want a taste too.”
He lies down on the floor and pulls me across him so that I’m straddling him backwards. “We can both enjoy dessert this way.”
Heat floods my neck when I realize what he wants. Until yesterday I’d never done more than kiss a boy, and now I’m contemplating a sixty-niner on the kitchen floor.
His breath tickles my thighs and I wiggle into position, giving him access to my pussy while I reach for his cock.
The first lick has me squirming, and I can barely think straight. It feels so good I want to push down and writhe on his face until I come. But his blueberry cock glistens, and it’s too tempting.
Getting a good lot of chocolate in my hands, I run it over his cock, coating it from shaft to tip. His moans reverberate against my clit, and I almost lose it.
Somehow I manage to concentrate long enough to suck his cock into my mouth. I’ve never done this before and I’m sloppy, but he tastes so fucking good covered in chocolate and pre-cum.
I lick and I suck, and when my jaw gets sore, I lube my hands up with chocolate and run them down his shaft. From the noises Arlo makes, I can tell what he likes.
The pressure in my pussy builds until I can’t stand it. Using my hands and my mouth I work his dick; my head bobs up and down, and my pussy grinds into his face. I’m so fucking close I can’t stand it. But I want him to come too.
My movements get jerky as I lose focus. I’m sucking and tugging for all I’m worth. And then I explode. My pussy gushes all over his face, and at the same time his cock lengthens. Hot cum squirts out of the end of his cock. It hits the back of my throat, and cum and chocolate mixes in my mouth.
My tastebuds jerk at the sweet cream he pumps into my mouth. I swallow him down as my body convulses, lapping up every trace of chocolate and cum.
When I climb off Arlo, I’m sticky and happy and can’t get the grin off my face. This is so much better than being at work.
The thought slams into my brain and makes me sit up hard on the wooden floor. I should have been at work today. Instead of making a mess on Arlo’s floor, I could have been making a proper dessert.
This is how it starts. You miss a few days here and there, and then before you know it, someone else has come in and taken the promotion. Being a top chef is a competitive business, especially for a woman. If Travis thinks I’ve hooked up with Arlo, he’ll think I’m not committed to the job.
The love bug has been going around the MC, and there are a bunch of pregnant women and happy men. Every single one of the guys who have found love recently have gotten their women pregnant in the first few months of being together. Travis will think that’s what will happen with us, and he won’t give the promotion to someone who’s about to go off on maternity leave.
“You okay?”
Arlo’s peering at me through lazy satisfied eyes.
“Yeah,” I lie. I’ve just had the best experience of my life, but I can’t repeat it. It’s only for the weekend, I remind myself again.
“Come on.” He stands up and helps me up. “Let’s get in the shower and get cleaned up.”
As I follow his perfectly rounded ass to the bathroom, a sadness settles on my chest. This is for the weekend. But that’s all it can ever be. If I want a career, I can’t have Arlo.
10
ARLO
Maggie’s quiet when I bring her breakfast in bed the next morning. She gives me a tired smile like she didn’t sleep much. I slept like a log with her in my arms.
I wish I could get behind her brown eyes and figure out what’s going on in her head.
Last night was hands down the best night of my life. The sex was hot. But afterwards, once I’d washed her body in the shower and made her come again on the end of my tongue, I lay next to her in bed and held her as I fell asleep.
Holding her in my arms lifted my soul to a new level. I thought the sex was good, but nothing compares to sleeping next to the woman you love.
“When do your parents leave?”
