Hailey listens and leans back on her elbows. I kneel down in front of her and place the can down by my knee. I reach up and slide my fingers inside her thong and slowly move them down her long, tan legs. Once it is completely off, I look up at Hailey and her mouth is hanging open. She thinks I’m going for a homerun but not so fast, I want to run the bases.
I pick up the can and shake it, nudging her legs open a little wider. I then place the tip of the can right at her cl*t and spray it. Hailey sucks in a breath and her eyes flutter close. When I’m satisfied and she is completely covered, I draw a line to her left tit, and cover the whole nipple with the whipped cream. I draw another line to the center of her neck, make a quick circle. Draw another line to her right tit and cover that nipple. Then I draw the final line to home plate.
I set the can on the counter next to her, stand up and reach for my phone in my pocket.
“Only you, Mason, would draw the diamond, of all the things you needed to do this?” Hailey says with a sultry voice.
Then she shirks when she sees I have my phone in my hand. “You are not taking my picture.”
She starts to close her legs, “You close those legs and it will be your biggest mistake. You think your ovaries couldn’t handle it before, you just close your legs and find out.”
She gapes at me but leaves her legs open and I quickly snap a couple of pictures.
I slide my phone back in my pocket, take a step closer and look her right in the eyes. “The bases are loaded, Hails. I’m going for my grand slam.”
I bend slightly and lift her legs over my shoulder. My tongue darts out over her cl*t and I circle it a few times. Hailey sucks in a breath between her teeth and her legs start to shake. I lower them so I’m holding them in the crook of my arms. I lick a path to her left nipple. “First base,” I suck on it hard and when I let go there is a loud pop. I lick the path to the center of her neck and bite hard, “Second base.” Hailey moans loudly and this time it’s her entire body that shakes. I trace the path to third, suck on it hard and lightly bite it, “Third base.” Then I trace the final line, “Gland slam.” Hailey’s body breaks out with goose bumps. I lick, nip and suck hard on her cl*t until her whole body stiffens.
“Fuck, Mase.” Hailey moans.
Once I’ve licked her clean I drop her legs and stand up. I kiss her left shoulder while she runs her fingernails up and down my back.
“My turn,” She gently pushes me back and hops off the counter.
I watch as her h*ps sway back and forth as she walks over to the fridge and pulls out the chocolate syrup and milk. She looks back at me and gives me that Cheshire cat smile of hers. She places them both on the counter, stands between my legs and reaches over my shoulder to grab a glass.
I eye her suspiciously. Hailey shakes her head while pouring the milk in a glass, and I see a smile spread across her face. Oh Lord, what does she have in store for me? When she finishes pouring, she reaches for my belt buckle. She undoes it quickly, then makes work on the button and slowly slides my zipper down, being careful not to catch me. I reach behind my head to pull off my shirt and throw it beside hers on the floor.
“Hails—-”
“Shh Mason,” Hailey sits on her knees between my legs. She reaches up and pulls my boxer briefs down and my dick springs free. Finally! With my jeans and boxers around my knees, Hailey sticks her tongue out and licks the tip of my dick then swirls her tongue around it. I groan loud, jaw clenched tight. She reaches for the chocolate with her right hand while she has me firmly held in her left hand. Hailey tips the bottle upside down and pours chocolate all up and down my dick. It jumps a few times at the thought of her wrapping her hot mouth around it.
Hailey’s left hand starts to slowly pump and twist while her tongue swirls the tip again. She moans loudly as she licks the underside from root to tip. She reaches for the glass of milk, takes a sip and then takes me in her mouth until I feel the back of her throat. My knees lock and my whole body starts to shake. It’s so cold but feels so incredibly good. It’s taking everything in me to not pump hard and fast into her mouth.
I can’t take it anymore. I reach down and tangle my fingers in her hair. Hailey moans around my dick. I’m so close to exploding in her mouth. I pull away from her and she frowns.
I pull her up and turn her around so her back is to me. “Brace yourself on the counter.” She does as I ask.
I reach down into the back pocket of my jeans, pull out my wallet and rip out the condom. I throw the wallet aside and tear the condom open with my teeth and make quick work of sliding it on.
I grab Hailey’s h*ps with both my hands. “This isn’t going to be gentle, Hailey. It’s going to be hard and fast. It’s been too f**king long.”
She’s already panting. I slowly push. She’s soaked and I slide all the way in with ease. She’s so f**king tight I know I’m not going to last long and the way she is already moaning and groaning I know it’s not going to last long for her either.
I pound into her, hard, fast. I’m thinking anything and everything besides what I’m doing, trying to make this last as long as possible. I’m so f**king close; then all of a sudden Hailey shudders and squeezes me like a vice while crying out my name. I pull all the way out and slam into her one final time and give her everything I have.
I’m draped over her body trying to catch my breath when the doorbell rings.
“Fuck!” I yell.
“Who the hell is that?” Hailey says with a scratchy voice.
I start to pull out of her when I hear someone yell, “Hello, Hailey?”
16
“Shit!” I stand up and search around for my clothes. “I forgot I called Jay over to hang out.”
Mason reaches down and pulls his jeans up, tucks everything back inside and makes quick work of his zipper, button and belt. I’m so f**king sticky I’m having a hard time pulling my yoga pants up. Mason quickly reaches for his shirt and pulls it down over my head just as Cooper comes around the corner.
“Oh hell!” Cooper yells.
Jaylinn comes up behind him. “Masey what are you—-” Jaylinn covers her eyes with her hands. “Christ! I’ll never be able to bleach this shit out of my eyes.” She says.
I look around the kitchen and it’s a sight to see. There is chocolate syrup smeared all over the kitchen floor. It looks like someone was finger painting with it on the counters. My face feels sticky so I’m sure it’s all over me.