I moan and thrust my crotch into his palm. The guy’s a whiz with the sex talk, but any more of this teasing and I’ll go crazy. I tilt his chin up to face me. “Just quit with the sweet talk and shut up and eat me.”
Luke chuckles. “Yes, ma’am.” Whipping off my panties, he grabs my ass and sets me down on top of the freezers. Kneeling between my spread thighs, he lifts my legs over his shoulders and buries his face in my pussy.
I gasp. The kinky display he put on earlier was no smoke screen—the guy is as good as his promise. Looking up at me with those deep gray eyes, he rolls his tongue over my slit in long slow strokes before spearing it into my cunt. I wriggle, enjoying the contrast of the cold freezers against my ass and his hot tongue in my pussy. Luke slides his hands over my thighs and trails his tongue over my clit, starting a heady rhythm over the tip. I grip the edge of the freezers and groan. He’s putting on a show again—only this time it’s me that he’s eating. I rock my hips to meet him as he licks, sucks and fucks me with his mouth. He pushes first one finger, then another into my cunt to add to the thrill. I whimper and run my fingers through his hair. He’s misplaced on that building site; his talent belongs here, eating pussy.
As he continues to nuzzle and suck me, I get tingles all over my body. Luke flicks his tongue faster, coaxing me to orgasm. Oh, yeah, here it is. I grab a handful of his hair and clench my thighs as I come in his face.
Luke looks up at me with those dark eyes and licks the juice from my pussy. He trails his fingers over my slit one last time before placing my legs back down onto the floor and getting to his feet. Meeting my gaze, he slides his fingers one after the other into his mouth to lick off my juices. Then he leans back against the wall, a satisfied smile on his face. “Thanks for that, Cassie, I really enjoyed it.”
This time there’s no reticence in my reply. “Yeah, so did I.” I gaze at him, the hot, burly builder with the tongue from heaven, and I feel excitement build all over again. My gaze dips lower and I see his thick cock tenting his shorts and I can’t let him go. Not yet. Not without a taste of him.
I push myself up off the freezers and sidle toward him. “That was great, but I think we forgot something….”
Luke tips his head.
I grab a bottle of chocolate sauce off the side. “What good’s an ice cream without a nice juicy topping…” Before he can move, I drop to my knees and whip his shorts down to his ankles. Luke looks down at me, surprised. Hooking my hands in the waistband of his boxers, I drag them down over his thighs, he steps out of shorts and boxers, and I toss them both aside. The look in Luke’s eyes grows more serious. Released from its constraints, his cock springs forward into my face. I kneel level with it, admiring the sight—hard and thick, it’s a thing of beauty.
I lick my lips. I’m going to enjoy this.
Luke groans and shifts his weight back against the wall as I drizzle sauce over his cock. Tossing the bottle onto the counter, I kneel back to examine my handiwork. Chocolate-covered cock: I like it. I lean in and flick my tongue over his shaft, lapping up the sexy sauce. Luke’s face contorts. He bucks his hips, trying to drive himself into my mouth. “Patience,” I whisper. I stroke his balls and lick the head of his cock, taking time to tease him. But my resolve doesn’t last long—he’s far too tasty to toy with. Wrapping my lips around the tasty treat, I swallow him.
Luke groans. I pump my head up and down over his prick taking him deeper and deeper, the taste of chocolate and his salty flesh mingling in my mouth. I gaze up at Luke’s agonized expression and there’s no stopping me. Down on my knees on the van floor, my skirt still rucked up around my waist, I suck on his huge prick, getting hotter and hornier by the second. Oh, boy, do I want him.
As if he can tell, after a few swift strokes, Luke threads his hands in my hair and pulls back, withdrawing his cock from my mouth. He gazes down at his cock, now slick with my saliva, then cheekily at me. “Hey, Cassie, what’s a cone without a nice juicy place to stick it…?”
My legs quiver. This cheesy banter is getting me off and I almost fall over myself in an effort to get to my feet. Luke smirks at my eagerness. Lifting me up, he perches me against the edge of the freezers and tears off his T-shirt. Wow. Hard, lean and muscular—the guy looks amazing. But it’s his thick purple cock that has my mouth watering.
Luke moves to stand between my spread thighs. He slides his hands under my ass and lifts me against him. “You sure about this?” he rasps.
I wrap my legs around his waist. You bet. I lean back against the freezers and tilt my hips up toward him. “Bring it on.”