Taking your hand, and pulling you tightly to me. My hand coming up to cover your eyes as I whisper softly in your ear. My hot breathe covering your soft skin as I tell you. "Come with me." Leading you with my hand still over your eyes. The house seeming strange from not being able to see it.

Finally coming to a stop, as I slowly lower my hand. Your eyes taking in the scene in front of you. The table in the dining room there as it always is, but covered in a soft cloth. The candles surrounding the room giving their soft illumination to the other things that are on the table.

My breath again against your ear, as you barely hear me, but instantly hear the desire in my voice. "I was so hungry today, and wanted to make you my desert." Leading you to the edge of the edge of the table, turning you slowly to face me. Letting my hands delicately cradle your chin as I bring my lips to yours. My lips starting softly pressed against yours, my tongue barely tickling the edge of your lips. As I feel your arms wrap around me, your body responding to mine, our kiss intensifies. Feeling your tongue sliding against mine as your hands rest at first on the small of my back, continuing down to cup the cheeks of my ass, pulling my body tighter against yours. Your nipples already responding to the passion that is inside of you, as I feel them pressing against my chest. As our tongues intertwine together, my hand slowly sliding up the sides of your body. As they continue climbing higher, letting them move inwards slowly, barely grazing your hardened nipples through the soft material of your shirt, till they come to rest on the top button. My finger deftly undoing the button, the tips of them barely touching the smooth skin that is exposed. Continuing down to the next button, my tongue coaxes yours into my mouth. Catching it with my lips and softly sucking on it, my tongue still flicking around the edges.

As my fingers finally release the final button, opening your silky smooth skin to the air. My hands sliding across your shoulders so that I can remove the shirt, your hands reluctantly releasing my ass. Finally breaking the passionate kiss, I slowly start kissing my way down your neck as I lower myself down to my knees. Kissing down between your firm perfect breasts, letting my tongue every once in a while flicking out across the sweet skin. As I bring my hands down to the snap on your jeans, placing a light kiss right above your belly button. Grasping the denim in a tight grip, the button being forced apart and as my fingers start to slowly undo the zipper, my tongue sliding along the edge of your belly button. The lower the zipper goes, the harder and more passionately my tongue moves in the small opening of your stomach. Tickling the skin around the edges and eliciting moans from deep inside of you from the thought of my tongue moving like that in a much sweeter spot. Sliding the denim down your smooth firm legs, helping you to step out of them. Gazing up across your vibrant body, the breath catching in my chest from the sheer desire it is embedding in me. Slowly standing back up right in front of you, taking you in my arms and gently lifting you up so that you come to rest on the soft cover on the table. My hands sliding down to lay on the velvet feeling next to your outer thighs, as I lean over to kiss you again passionately. As our passionate kiss continues, my hands lightly massaging your back as they go higher and higher till they stop at the strap for your bra. My fingers swiftly undoing the snaps, letting the sheer material that has held capture your perfect breasts slide away from them. Sliding the remaining straps down your arms and off of. My lips applying a gentle pressure as soon as it hits the floor, coaxing you to lean back till you are laying there. The velvet enticing every inch of your back and the back of your legs, feeling like little fingers just barely touching you.

As I finally pull away from your voluptuous lips, gazing down and not believing the beauty that I see before me. Making my desire and my cock grow rapidly wanting you. Nibbling on my bottom lip, I slowly lean forward again. This time my lips and tongue moving towards one of your hardened nipples. Stopping just barely away from it, my hot breath coating it with every movement of my chest. Finally letting my tongue barely come across my lips, I just barely let the tip of my tongue touch the hardness. A moan escaping both of our bodies, as you finally feel my tongue, and I get to taste again the sweetness of your skin. Pulling my lips away seemingly to quickly, your eyes looking down to follow every movement that I make. Reaching over to a glass, my fingers grasp a piece of the ice that is floating in the water. Holding it an inch over your nipple, the heat from my body causing it to form droplets along the bottom. Till the first one slowly hangs there before dropping down to splash against your nipple. The droplet spreading out as soon as it hits and sending other little droplets moving down the curvature of your breasts. The cool water even colder against your skin, making your breasts more sensitive to every little movement. As a second droplet collides with your other nipple, I slide the ice into my mouth. Wrapping my lips around as much of your tit as I can, my tongue holding the ice way till I feel your nipple sliding against my tongue. Then letting the ice fall directly against your nipple. The coldness of the ice and the heat of my mouth and tongue eliciting even more moans from you as your hands slide down to press against the back of my head. Pressing my mouth even harder down onto your breast. Your breast feeling the difference as the ice melts, so sensitive now to the feelings.

As I finally pull back from that nipple, again reaching over and grasping something out of your view of sight. Feeling the cool, soft substance wrapping around the outer edge of your other nipple. The substance firm but still soft as it slowly starts to melt in contact from your heated body. Bringing my tongue back down to gently spread and taste the whipcream. The tingling in your body from all of the different feelings increasing with each moment. The sheer sensitivity of your skin feeling the whipped cream moving against your skin because of my tongue, then feeling the tip of my tongue finally slice through the soft fluffiness of it. Finally wrapping my mouth around as much of your breast as possible, my tongue trying frantically to get every single drop that is all over your skin. Sucking hard on your breast, my tongue curling in slow circles till all I can feel and taste is your smooth sweet skin again. Pulling back and shaking the can slowly while gazing down at your lust filled eyes. The can dipping down below your tits, almost immediately you feeling the fluffiness flowing in a line from right below your belly to the top of your panties. My mouth wrapping around the white mound of cream and sucking your delicate skin in my mouth a little at a time. Till my lips barely touch the top of your panties. Setting the can to one side, my fingers sliding effortlessly under the sides straps and peeling them down slowly. Feeling their resistance from leaving your delicious body, knowing how they feel from my desire of wanting you as much. Feeling the final resistance as they slide off of your feet, letting them drop down next to your bra as I place my hands gently on the inside of your thighs. Pressing them apart I start at your knees, slowly kissing my way up the inside of your firm thigh, stopping just short of the intoxicating juices. I slide over to your other thigh, kissing my way back all the way down to your other knee. Leaning forward my thighs resting against the edge of the table, blowing a soft cool breath right across your sweet lips, causing your whole body to respond. Gazing up and telling you that not even the whippedcream is sweet enough for your juices that I want to taste. I lean over to retrieve something else, as you hear the top pop off of something. The candles showing a touch of reddishness barely visible. Feeling a cool liquid slowly dribbling down right above your clit. The liquid moving very slowly over your skin and down the curvature of your inside thighs. The coolness of the air and my breath sending a shiver running through your body. Letting my tongue slide through the molasses like substance. My tongue trailing after the droplets as they slide down at the top of the inside of your thighs, nibbling lightly on the sensitive flesh. The sweetness of the cherry juice combining with your natural juices on the edge of your lips. Reaching into the jar and pulling out one of the cool cherries, holding it by the stem and letting the smooth covering move slowly up the edge of your lips. As suddenly as the cherry was there, I pull it away and replace the sensation with my tongue following the same path. Tasting even more your mouth watering juices, being amplified by the sweetness of the cherries. Resting my tongue right under your delicate wet lips, holding the jar within inches of your clit. Letting the cool molasses-like liquid totally coat your clit, making it even harder and hotter.