I dutifully followed her through the museum, enjoying the section about the history of the business. I laughed my ass off when Addilyn couldn't resist trying to touch the vault that supposedly held the secret recipe, making her jump back because an alarm went off. It was more fun than I expected-except for when I wanted to punch a polar bear in the face when I took her picture with the mascot, and he slipped his arm over her shoulders.
The tasting room was another story altogether. It started off well with the usual flavors, but it went downhill from there.
"Here, try this!" Addilyn shoved her tasting cup into my hand. It was filled with a golden-yellow beverage. I took a small sip and wrinkled my nose at the super sweet taste.
"It's almost like drinking bubblegum."
"It is," she giggled as she filled my cup with a sample from Brazil. "Here, this one should be better."
The flavor was closer to ginger ale with a hint of berries and helped wash down the sweetness of the one before it. We worked our way through each of the stations, and the naughty sparkle in her eyes made me ultra-cautious when she handed me an Italian drink named Beverly.
"Why do I feel like you're up to no good?"
"Who? Me?" she asked innocently. "Whatever could you mean? I just wanted you to try the most popular drink in the tasting room."
The attendant standing a few feet away from us tried unsuccessfully to stifle their laughter at her antics. I shifted my gaze her way, and her face heated at being caught.
"Is it really the most popular flavor?"
"It is," she answered cautiously.
I turned back to Addilyn. "I'll try it, but you're going to give me something I want to taste later."
A pretty pink blush tinted her cheeks, but she nodded in agreement knowing exactly what I meant. She should, too, considering how I'd become addicted to devouring her pussy.
I sipped at the drink, barely able to swallow down the bitter fluid. My lips twisted and I shoved the cup back in her hands.
"And that's exactly why it's the most popular," the attendant added. "The reactions to Beverly are priceless."
Addilyn gulped the remainder down, licking her lips when she was done. "Bitter doesn't bother me," she said as she wagged her eyebrows. Considering how she'd swallowed my come down after giving me her first ever blowjob, I couldn't really complain about her preference for bitter fluids and she knew it. So did my cock, and I had to shift as it hardened and pressed against my zipper at the thought of her plump lips spread open around it.
"Lucky for me, you're so damn sweet," I whispered in her ear as we wandered towards the last section of drinks to taste. I looked at the selection we could pick from and muttered, "I just want an orange pop or something simple."
"You mean a Coke," Addilyn corrected.
"No, I don't want a Coke. I want an orange pop."
She found it on the screen and poured one for me. "Just so you know, down here it's called an Orange Coke."
"An Orange Coke?" I echoed, shaking my head. "That doesn't even make sense."
"Maybe not to a Northerner like you, but that's what it's called anyway."
As we exited the museum, they handed us each a glass bottle. "Now, this is a Coke."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," she laughed while we wandered around the souvenir store. We didn't find anything she wanted, so we headed back to the hotel. She'd been staying with me since that first night, even though her roommate hadn't been around when we'd stopped back at her apartment to pick up some of her stuff. Addilyn had tried arguing about it, insisting that she'd be safe there, but I'd refused to let her stay anywhere else but with me until the end of her Spring Break. She'd eventually caved, getting all misty-eyed when I'd told her I didn't want to be apart from her so soon after taking her virginity.
What I hadn't told her was that she wasn't going back there once school was back in session either. I figured that was a fight for another day, after I'd tied her to me in as many ways as I could. I wanted her addicted to the pleasure she could only get from me, the same way I'd become obsessed with giving it to her. Over the last few days, I'd come to know her body almost as well as I knew my own. I'd explored every peak and valley, but that didn't stop me from wanting more. Wanting it all-my ring on her finger and my baby in her belly.
She was only twenty, but I'd been pleased to learn she was planning to graduate a semester early and only had one more to go. Even if I knocked her up right away, she'd be ready to give birth right around the time she was done with school. It was probably selfish of me, but I couldn't bring myself to give a damn. Not when I knew she was mine, and had been from the moment she'd let me inside her tight pussy and I popped her cherry.