A Sticky Situation - Larissa Weems

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Praising, slight
food play (chocolate syrup), etc...
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"Can we please do the thing?" Your favorite blonde asks sweetly as she straddles you, placing small kisses along your neck.

"It's going to be sticky."

"We can wash you up right after."

"It'll be messy."

"I've never complained about one of your little messes before." She smirks into your neck before hovering her lips right over yours. "Please?"

Her lips touch yours in a passionate kiss.

"You would taste even sweeter, my love."

The way she was begging, kissing your neck, and doing whatever it took to persuade you made you finally decide to give in and let her have her fun.

"Okay fine! You can do it."

"I knew you'd give in eventually. You know I'm not one to beg."

"Don't get cocky now or I'll change my mind."

She playfully rolled her eyes and kissed you one last time before striding towards the doorway, swaying her hips with every step. Your eyes couldn't help but admire the tall eccentric blonde before you. She had the body of a goddess and you couldn't help but stare in awe as she walked out of the door.

It didn't take long for her to come back into the room flaunting the chocolate syrup bottle in her hands with a smirk on her face.

"You're really enjoying this already, aren't you?"

"I'll enjoy it even more once I get to lick it off you." She pops the cap after straddling your hips once more.

"Oh I don't doubt that one bit, darling." You couldn't help but bite your lip in anticipation, all the worry of the possible mess fading away as she carefully let the liquid ooze onto the skin along your chest.

Your hands made home at her hips as she lowered her mouth down to your chest, tongue slowly dipping into the liquid, licking the small line of chocolate along your skin.

She moaned in appreciation as she knew you'd taste even more divine.

Not wasting another moment, she squeezed more across your chest but this time moved her tongue to trace around your nipple before pulling it in her mouth.

Blue eyes met yours as her tongue flicked against your hardened bud. Fingers instantly moved to her hair, tucking the stray curls behind her ear and out of her face.

Your back arched away from the bed, your body heavily pressed against her own when she switched breasts and used her free hand to continue toying with the other.

She was treating you like you were the most divine sweet she had ever tasted. And to her, you were.

You couldn't help but elicit a gasp when her teeth gently graze against your nipple.

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