Sinfully Delicious

Excerpt

Chapter One

An excited thrill rippled through Carmen as the buttery shortcake crumbled against her tongue. Gabe prodded her lips with the silver spoon again. She hungrily parted them, gladly accepting the bite of fluffy vanilla cream and a shiny peach sliver. Flavors exploded across her taste buds as she savored the delicious mouthful. The richness of organic butter, the sweetness of raw sugar and peach nectar, the earthy goodness of vanilla and just the barest hint of almonds. Closing her eyes, she moaned with satisfaction.

“Open your eyes, my darling.”

Her eyelids flew open as Gabe swiped a glossy peach against her lower lip. Carmen’s tongue flicked out and gathered the sweet juice from Gabe’s fingertips and the peach slice. He placed the peach between his teeth and dragged the glistening fruit across her mouth and down her chin. Each swipe of the peach sent white hot darts through her belly and made her cunt clench with desire. Food and sex. Was there a more perfect combination?

As he teased her with the peach, he held her gaze, his brilliant blue eyes sparkling with desire. Carmen bit into the succulent flesh, her lips grazing his as she sucked half of the peach into her mouth. Even as she swallowed the fruit, she desperately craved more—more of the peach, more of the cream, more shortcake and more Gabe. Always more of Gabe and his sinfully delicious creations . . . .

Carmen leaned forward and captured Gabe’s lips. He tasted of peaches and cream, a potent mix for a self-proclaimed foodie like Carmen. Yearning for his heat, for the sensation of his skin against hers, she climbed onto his naked lap.Already his cock stood at attention. It prodded her slick sex, her body incredibly aroused from their food foreplay. She lived for their Monday night ritual of sharing a candlelit dinner—naked and surrounded by plush pillows—in Gabe’s sheet-draped dining room.

Fingers sifting through his blond hair, Carmen slid her tongue between his lips. His strong arms wound around her waist, his rough palms moved up her back. Their passionate kisses and soft moans filled the quiet house. The crisp hairs covering his chest grazed her erect nipples. Loving the abrading sensation, she rubbed her breasts side to side against his chest while devouring his mouth.

Gabe’s hand tangled in her hair. “On your back.”

Carmen hastily complied. Gabe swiped his fingers through a bowl of caramel pudding. She breathed heavily with anticipation as he smeared the thick cream all over the head of his cock. Licking her lips with hunger, she grabbed at his waist and begged. “Please.”

“Say it,” he ordered, voice husky.

“I want your cock. I want your cock in my mouth, in my throat.”

Gabe growled and climbed over her, settling his knees on either side of her head. Carmen grasped his hips, opened her mouth, and presented her moist tongue to him. Holding his thick shaft, Gabe tapped the creamy head of his penis against her lips. She licked the caramel pudding from his skin until the shiny tip was clean. Gabe slathered more caramel cream along his cock then wiped his fingers on a nearby towel.

As he caressed her face, he guided the first few inches of his penis into her mouth. Carmen simultaneously sucked his cock and the candy cream. He pumped his hips, pushing his penis farther into her mouth. With each thrust, Carmen’s clit pulsed. Slippery juices leaked from her pussy. Caramel tinged saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth. She held onto his hips as he fucked her mouth with greater intensity, his cock sliding against her velvety tongue and bumping into her throat. Each time he triggered her gag reflex Carmen’s belly clenched. She loved the electric shock of fright and helplessness.

Above her, Gabe breathed hard. He curled his fingers in her hair and snapped his hips. The wet suction noise filled the air. Carmen’s cheeks hollowed as she licked and sucked at his throbbing cock. Her hands slid up and down his flat stomach, her nails scratching his chiseled abs. She could tell he was close. Just imagining a mouthful of Gabe’s hot, salty cum made Carmen moan.

With a loud groan, Gabe pulled out of her mouth with a noisy pop. She whimpered at the sudden loss.

“Come back,” Carmen pleaded.

Shaking his head, Gabe scooted down her body. Leaning over her, he gently sponged the caramel and saliva slicking her lips and chin with the towel. He tossed the towel aside and nuzzled her neck, sucking on the sensitive patch there. Carmen sighed with pleasure and rubbed his back. Ever so slowly, Gabe kissed and licked his way down Carmen’s body. He spent a little time lavishing her breasts with attention, tweaking the nipples and gently teething them. His tongue dipped into her belly button then followed the round curve of her soft tummy.

Carmen palmed her breasts as Gabe delved into her juicy cleft. His talented tongue swiped her dusky lips. Toes curling, Carmen reveled in the sensation of Gabe lapping at her stiffening clit. He made slow circles around the pink nub, sometimes sucking her clit between his lips and amplifying the whitehot shocks.

“Your cunt tastes so fucking good,” Gabe murmured against her slippery skin. Her core pulsed at his statement. His fingers traced her slit, gathering the natural lube before slowly penetrating. As she adjusted to the new feeling of fullness, Gabe returned to her clit with a vengeance. He flicked and sucked while pumping his fingers. She cried out as his fingertips bumped her g-spot.

Although her body quivered with pleasure, Carmen craved something in her mouth. She needed to taste something. She reached out blindly and slapped a nearby platter. She grabbed an iced pastry and brought it to her mouth. Her teeth sunk into the flaky crust. A passion fruit-flavored cream spilled onto her tongue and squirted down her chin. Gabe buried his face in her cunt as the richness of the pastry overwhelmed her.