Wicked Beat (Sinners on Tour #4)(65)

"What are you doing, Mills?" Eric asked.

"Helping out a friend in need," he said with a sly grin and dotted syrup on Eric's left nipple.



       
         
       
        

Rebekah followed the chocolate trail, dropping a sucking kiss at each spot, and then licking to make sure she'd retrieved all the sticky syrup. She spent extra time at his nipple, flicking the ring there with her tongue, while Trey dripped a trail up the side of Eric's throat to his lips and then down the other side of his chest.

"If you were a true friend, you'd put some of that on a more sensitive location," Eric said.

"Sensitive?" Trey chuckled and walked to the end of the bed. "Oh right. She's supposed to be torturing you."

He grabbed Eric's ankle and got a kick in the stomach for his efforts.

"Not the feet!" Eric protested.

"Yeah, not the feet," Rebekah agreed.

"And I said sensitive, not ticklish," Eric said.

Trey squirted syrup over the base of Eric's cock and completely drenched his balls. "Don't say I never did anything for you, buddy," Trey said and set the bottle on the nightstand. "Have fun. I'm all horny now. Better go find me a little tail of my own before the show." Slipping a black T-shirt over his head, he let himself out of the room and closed the door.

Rebekah kissed and licked her way up Eric's neck to his lips. She kissed him leisurely. Deeply. When she drew away and looked into his eyes, he made a weird face. She chuckled. "What's that look for?"

"That feels so weird."

"What? Me kissing you?"

"No. The chocolate syrup dripping off my balls." He wriggled his hips and winced.

"I suppose you'd like your maid to clean that up."

"If she would, please."

Rebekah kissed him again. "Are your arms getting tired?" she asked, moving her lips to the sexy cleft in his chin. His jaw now. "You have a show tonight."

"Not really." He inched upward impatiently. She found chocolate on his collarbone and licked it off. "Baby, please."

"You have chocolate all over your chest, monsieur."

"Save that for later."

"But monsieur … " Her tongue darted out to collect chocolate from his side.

"I am so going to get you back for this," he said breathlessly.

"Are you going to make me get a hideous tattoo on my ass?"

"Yeah," he said. "A tattoo of my face." 

She laughed. "Your face isn't hideous, but why would you want it on my ass?"

"So even when I'm not around, you'll still be sitting on my face." He flicked his tongue at her suggestively.

She rolled her eyes.

His teasing grin faded, and he squirmed uncomfortably. "Please, Rebekah. I can't stand that sticky, drippy feeling down there."

"You are not satisfied with my work, monsieur?" she said, trying to look horrified as she licked his belly. "You know I only desire to please you."

"I'd like you to work on your priorities a little."

"Clean the parts with the most syrup first?"

"Exactly."

She moved to the end of the bed and slid up between his legs. With her tongue, she traced the chocolate-coated crease between his balls and then sucked at his scrotum, slowly removing the traces of syrup one square inch at a time.

Between his curses and moans, he started to beg. "Reb. Reb. I need to come. Please."

"I'm working here," she said and sucked one nut into her mouth.

"Ahhh." He banged his head against the headboard and lifted his hips off the bed. "Reb. Reb."

She released his flesh from her mouth. She kind of liked this torturing stuff. "Shhh. One more to go."

She scratched her nails over his belly and hips gently as she methodically sucked chocolate from his other nut. He gyrated his hips with her motions. Damn, she wanted to climb on that straining cock, bury it deep, and gyrate with him. But driving him insane was so much fun. She lifted her head and licked the syrup from the base of his cock.

"Clean now?" he asked breathlessly.

"I'm not sure. Better check it one more time. I want to do a thorough job."

She licked his balls with the flat of her tongue, going over the skin several times. There wasn't a trace of chocolate anywhere, but she so enjoyed making him jerk and twitch and shudder.

"You're killing me, baby," he groaned.

"I think you'll live." She discreetly peeled her panties off and kicked them aside. She moved up his body again, finding traces of chocolate on the side of his abdomen. She licked it off and moved a leg over his body so that she straddled his lower belly. Looking into his glazed eyes, she rubbed her dripping pussy against his abdomen. "I'm so wet right now. Do you feel it?"