His Perfect Submissive - Excerpt

His heart swelled with admiration that tangled with the heartfelt wish that he had been able to spend more time with her before the wedding. Rushing into the marriage had caused her distress and cheated her out of the pleasure that should have been present on her wedding day. That she was still open and warm, trusting, rather than resentful and angry amazed him.

She dipped her spoon into the strawberries and melted ice cream that had run down the side of the frozen creation. He watched as she carried the melted mixture to her mouth.

Watching her eat was a sensual affair that stirred his fantasies. In his minds eye he imagined her as he anticipated she would be when they knew each other better and he had earned her complete trust.

In his fantasy she was naked, kneeling submissively next to him as he lifted spoonfuls of strawberry sundae to her lips. She was comfortable with her nudity, content with the nice curves of her body. She opened her mouth, obediently swallowing each spoonful of sweet concoction.

In his imagination he let the cold mixture spill so that it dripped between her breasts and onto the soft skin of her belly below. He imagined her response, watched in his minds eye as her nipples puckered in reaction to the cold ice cream. He continued to feed her, occasionally spilling little streams of ice cream that dripped onto her puckered nipples and onto the sensitive skin of her tummy trickling down like miniature streams to disappear into the dark triangle nestled between her legs. When he had her drizzled in melted ice cream he laid her back and slowly licked the melted delicacy from her.

He started with her mouth, sucking and kissing, licking every trace of ice cream from her. Her mouth was open, her tongue mating with his as she sighed deeply, enjoying his kisses but impatient for his mouth to move lower where he'd feast on her breasts and the hard peaks of her nipples. He'd draw her pleasure out there, alternating between little love nibbles that made her gasp and soothing caresses of his tongue that made her moan with pleasure. He already knew how sensitive her nipples were and how he could carry her along with the alternating sensations of sharp and soft.

He could almost hear the whimpers as his mouth slid lower, his tongue teasing the soft feminine arch of her belly, enjoying the tender responsive skin there.

He went slowly so that each touch of his tongue made her ache for more. He built her passion with breathtaking slowness. The zig-zag pattern of the ice cream that he followed lower heightened her awareness of him and prepared her for the eventual destination of his tongue as he slowly followed the line of melted ice cream to where it disappeared in the dark patch of curls that nestled between her legs.

He inhaled the sexy female scent of her as he continued, his tongue swirling through the dark hair, his mouth making slurping noises as he sucked at her fur covered mound licking the ice cream from her. He enjoyed the bucking of her hips and the ferocity of her desire as his tongue circled, teasing, just barely missing her clit as he licked at the channels of melted ice cream that disappeared into her female softness...

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