Aidan groaned at the insinuation and let his head fall back. She brought her mouth to his chest and started licking and sucking off the whipped cream. Aidan’s breath hitched as she went further down, nibbling and tasting his skin. Just when she got to his erection, she started her way back up his chest. He let out a frustrated gasp of air and bucked his hips. Once she had licked his chest clean, she climbed off his lap.
“Stand up.”
“Wait-what?” Aidan frantically asked.
Emma rolled her eyes. “Do you honestly think I’m getting on my knees on this hardwood?” She made a tsking noise. “You gotta work with me Big Papa.”
A relieved look flashed on his face. “Thank God.”
She brought her lips to his, giving him a long, lingering kiss. Aidan swept his tongue around her mouth and over her lips, searching out the sweetness of the whipped cream. Sliding her hand between them, she worked her fingers over his hardness.
Aidan moaned against her lips. She released him and then broke their kiss to ease down in the chair. His hands fought against the cuffs. “Take off your robe,” he commanded.
She glanced up at him and shook her head. “Please?” he croaked.
“You really want me naked?”
“Mmm, you know I always want to see you. Your breasts, your legs, your pussy.”
“Aidan!” she squealed dropping the whipped cream.
“What?”
“I can’t believe you said that word!”
“Which one?” he teased.
Knowing he wouldn’t let up until she said it, she whispered, “Pussy.”
He chuckled. “What would you rather me say? Your cu—”
Her hand flew over his mouth to silence him, and she shook her head wildly. “No, no! That one is even worse.”
When she took her hand away, a smirk curved on his lips. “Emma, did you not enjoy me stroking and licking your pussy tonight?”
“Please stop saying that!” She bent over to pick up the whipped cream can.
“When I get out of these handcuffs, I’m going to finger your—”
She shot him a warning look. “I mean it, Aidan.”
A wicked grin flashed on his face. “You’re going to beg me to fuck your…down there.”
Fighting not to smile, she said, “If you don’t stop, I’m going to use the sash of this robe to gag you so I don’t have to hear you anymore.”
Aidan chuckled. “At least that means you’d be naked.”
“You’re impossible.”
“Come on, babe. I just saw every inch of you fifteen minutes ago.”
“Fine, fine. If it’ll shut you up,” she huffed. She untied the sash, and the bulky robe fell from her body.
Aidan gave her an appreciative wink. “Thank you, beautiful.”
She glanced shyly up at him. “You’re welcome.”
Cocking his head, he then asked, “Now will you please suck me off?”
Emma busted out laughing. “When you ask nicely like that, of course I will,” she teased. She waved the can of whipped cream at him. “But let’s sweeten the pot, okay?”
“Mmm, okay.”
After squirting a considerable about of whipped cream into the palm of her hand, she started slathering Aidan’s cock. He shuddered and closed his eyes. When she leaned over to flick her tongue across the tip, he groaned. She slid her tongue from the root back to the tip, nipping and licking off the sweetness. Then she gripped him in one hand and swept him into her mouth. Hollowing her cheeks, she suctioned him hard.
He bucked his hips while his arms flexed against the binding of the cuffs. She knew he wanted to be free to wrap his fingers in her hair. When she let him fall free of her mouth, his body trembled. “Em, please.”
Ignoring him, she went about licking off the remaining whipped cream while making long strokes with her hand. Her fingers were almost stuck together, so she sped up the pace. Taking only the tip back in her mouth, she swirled her tongue around and around the shaft, alternating between suctioning it and teasingly flicking it. Aidan’s chest heaved, and his breath came in raspy pants.
When she took him deeper in her mouth, a groan rumbled through his chest. She could feel him tensing and tightening for release. She jerked him harder and faster in her hand while her mouth worked over him. “Yes…uh…oh God, Em!” A shudder ran through his body as he came into her mouth. “Fuck yes!” His hips jerked and bucked through his release.
He gazed down at her with a thoroughly fucked gleam in his eyes. “Please tell me you have a key for these?”
Rising out of the chair, she then crooked her finger for him to follow her down the hall, and he happily obliged.