Checking In by Debbie McGowan

Author:Debbie McGowan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

We ate, and we talked, about nothing of any significance, because there was much that needed to be said, and neither of us wanted to go first. Luckily for Adam, it was a warm evening, and he’d exited the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, but when he stood to shake the poppadum crumbs from his lap, the towel fell with them. I gulped involuntarily, and he gave me his best crooked smile, leaning over to kiss me tenderly.

“I’d almost forgotten your lips,” he murmured against them and then nipped at the bottom one. I became slack-jawed, felt myself submitting. For tonight, whatever he wanted, I was his for the taking.

“I haven’t forgotten yours,” I said.

He sucked on my lip as he released it and regarded me through narrowed eyes. Placing his knees on either side of my legs, his semi-erection grew as he advanced on me. “You forgotten this?” he asked.

“Nuh-uh.” I opened my mouth to accept him, and he gradually eased into position, like loading a bomb into a bay. He pushed as far into my mouth as he could without meeting resistance, and eased back again, leaving me with just enough length to play with. I was so tired—and so turned on—but we still had our main course to eat. For a moment, I thought I was going to get another entrée, because Adam increased his pace, and his breathing shallowed. He pulled out and sat on my knees, kissing me again.

“I could do this all night,” he said, in between the kisses.

“I certainly won’t be fighting you, though we should eat first, before it goes cold.”

With a reluctant sigh, he slid off my lap, onto the seat beside me, and leaned forward to grab the plates.

“You’re gonna eat naked?” I asked.

“Yep.”

“Hm.” I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. “I hope you spill it down your front.”

He gave me a wicked grin and then got on with dishing out the chicken madras and pilau rice. He shuffled his naked ass back and drew breath sharply. “Plate’s cold.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his wide-eyed blinking.

“You can put it on my knee, if you want,” I suggested. I was wearing my bathrobe, which Adam had thoughtfully packed into the four-by-four whilst ‘forgetting’ a change of clothes for himself. All lies. He was an exhibitionist.

“Aw, damn it,” he said, looking down at his crotch. I looked, too.

“You spilled some?” I asked, eyeing the blob of curry sauce that had fortuitously landed on his belly rather than his cock.

“Yep. You’re gonna have to help me clean up.”

I shook my head, but obliged nonetheless. For madras, it wasn’t that spicy, and I took my time, licking a path from where the sauce had landed, down the crease between his abdomen and thigh. I sucked on one of his balls, and my belly rumbled. I released him and sat up straight again so I could eat some actual food. I dug in, piling my fork with rice and a chunk of meat.

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