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“I think I enjoy being a vanilla kind of guy,” Kendall murmured as he watched the spoon pass between Maya’s lips when she took a bite of his ice cream.
He scooped up another small bite and pressed the utensil to her bare breast and watched as the ice cream dribbled down her satiny flesh, dividing into rivulets around her nipple before he caught the melted dessert with the tip of his tongue.
“I like the tasty bits they add to ice cream, but in this instance—”
“I’m much happier nibbling on your tasty bits,” Kendall finished for her before taking her turgid, pink areola in his mouth. Maya panted and squirmed on his lap, where he held her securely.
After greeting him with breathless kisses at the door, following her wildly erotic display, she’d insisted he sit down and actually eat his supper. After the chicken mole enchiladas and salad were a delicious memory, Maya had served a bowl of ice cream, gotten a spoon to eat it with, and crooked a finger at him. Dirty dishes forgotten, Kendall had followed her to the back door. She’d removed something from her pocket and laid it on the table beside the glider on the back porch. The sun was setting behind her as she led him to sit on the glider and he’d watched with growing lust as she lifted her top over her head.
Kendall’s cock had responded the way it did any time he was around Maya, which was with surging attentiveness. She’d glanced at his groin and smiled as she’d slipped her snug stretchy pants down her hips. His hands had itched to reach for her smooth curves and draw her to him, but he’d restrained himself, wondering how far she’d go.
Glancing around at the fence line to make sure they were truly alone, he’d been grateful to whoever had planted the thick, tall shrubs in the yard. He would never have allowed her to disrobe on the back porch like this if there were a chance one of the ranch hands might see her.
Eyes back on her, Kendall had watched with appreciation as Maya had unclasped her sexy lace bra and dropped it in the small pile with the rest of the clothing. All that was left was the transparent, lace G-string that had covered her mound.
Unable to resist, Kendall had slid his fingers under the elastic band at her hips and had drawn it down her thighs himself, revealing her damp, bare pussy to his hungry gaze. He’d planted a kiss on her abdomen and had looked up at her, feeling nothing but adoration for her.
Carefully, she’d climbed into his lap and handed him the bowl of ice cream as if she expected him to eat it.
“Your dessert is ready,” she’d murmured with a sexy sigh as she’d squirmed in his lap and had gotten comfortable.
He’d been able to tell by the heat in her blue eyes that she’d found her exposed, spread position very titillating. He’d kissed her collarbone and enjoyed the scent of her wet pussy as he’d taken a bite of ice cream.
Maya reached for one of the items from the table, and Kendall realized it was her MP3 player. She clipped it to his shirtfront and placed an earbud in her ear and the other one in his and turned the player on. At a low level, “Feelin’ Way Too Damn Good,” by Nickelback began to play. Kendall grinned lazily and dribbled more ice cream over her other breast. He wondered if she understood how much she got to him as he greedily licked more of his dessert off her flesh.
Maya had a gift for staying in the moment with them, and Kendall planned to make sure she felt his full appreciation.
He fed her another bite, grinning with enjoyment as she shuddered when he slid a hand around to grip one of her ass cheeks. His fingertips teasingly slid lower in a tickling touch until they were down her cleft to her spread pussy. He took the spoon from where it was stuck in a scoop of ice cream and licked it, leaving it clean but very cold. She bit her bottom lip and watched him lower the spoon in front of her between her spread thighs.
Kendall smiled with satisfaction when she arched her back and pressed her pussy against his hand while at the same time watching what he was doing with the spoon. He turned the bowl of the spoon upward and slid it slowly through her opened slit, enjoying the strangled moan that escaped her as the cold spoon pressed against her clit.
He raised the copiously damp spoon to his lips and licked it clean of her tangy juices. “Oh, Kendall!” she gasped in a shaky voice then tilted her hips reflexively against his hand.
“Delicious, baby. Again?”
“Yes.”
He scooped up another generous bite so the spoon would get cold again and pressed the softened ice cream directly to her nipple, delighting in her little squeal. The last rays of the sun illuminated her shoulders and her opened thighs and glinted through her thick hair.