Page 113 of Cream & Sugar

I feel my orgasm swelling, like a dam about to burst. All it will take to push me over the edge is watching my boyfriend come right in front of me. I can make that happen.

“That’s it, Shaun,” I manage to say in a low, sensual voice as I’m fucking him hard. “Now be a good boy andcome. For. Me.”

“Fuck!”

My cock shudders and I come so hard I go dizzy, wild electricity ricocheting through me. Simultaneously, Shaun shoots his load all over his belly, chest, even as far as his neck. I’m sure his moans would register on the Richter scale. They’re bestial. In the throes of our shared orgasm, I can’t help but feel proud. There’s no acting here. I totally fucked his brains out.

After the best orgasm of my life—Shaun’s too, I hope—finally peters out, I slide my sensitive cock out of him, a final shudder running through my body. Shaun lets out a breathy moan, somewhere between relief and disappointment.

He flops back onto the table in a sweaty heap.

“Wow Freddie. That was… you’re so… I’ve never felt…” I don’t dare interrupt. My ego is getting bigger by the second. Shaun swallows, his eyes refocusing on me. “I thought I knew what sex was, but that was incredible. It’s like you were in my head, pushing all the right buttons, twisting all the right—”

“Knobs?”

Shaun sighs. “Yes. All the right knobs.”

“Easy to find them when they’re so big,” I say with a cheeky wink. “Damn. That was like the hottest sex of my life.”

Shaun cocks his head. “No way.”

“Yes way.” I fold my arms across my chest. “You really have no idea how much I’m into you, do you? Howhotyou are?”

He smiles, bashfully. “I guess not.”

“Well, I consider it my duty to help you believe it, however long that takes. Just don’t go running off to some other guy when you finally realise what a catch you are.”

With sudden, grave sincerity, Shaun says, “Never.”

A wave of affection pulses outwards from my chest. Damn. What did I do to deserve this amazing man?

Compelled to get closer to him, I clamber on top of Shaun and lay down, pressing my cheek into the hot skin of his chest.

A creak is the only warning we get before—crash!The wooden table collapses like lolly sticks under our weight and we fall to the ground in a heap. To his credit, Shaun makes an excellent cushion for me, but I hear him grunt with pain as we hit the floor.

“Shit!” I exclaim. “Are you alright?”

Shaun roars with laughter, his broad chest heaving, and before I know it, I’m joining in.

“Sorry about the table,” I say, once my words come back.

“It’s okay,” says Shaun, the last vestiges of laughter fizzling in his belly. “We probably would have had to burn it anyway. I don’t think I could have let anyone eat off it ever again.”

“I’ll help you buy a new one.” I rest my head back down on his sweaty pecs and dance my fingers over the light layer of fur covering his tummy. “It wasn’t expensive, was it?”

“Ten-thousand pounds,” Shaun jokes. “Plus interest.”

“Damn. Guess I’m stuck here a few more years,” I bite his nipple and he squirms beneath me. “Not long enough.”

Shaun meets my eye with a soft gaze, his smile beautifully earnest. “Guess we’ll have to break a few more tables then, so you can stay forever.”

“Will we now?” I glance over at the remaining tables. “What about the customers?”

“Well, I didn’t think they’d be here, to be honest.”

Shaun shoots me a mischievous grin. His hand runs through my hair and he palms the back of my head, pulling me in for a deep, hard kiss. God, he tastes amazing, even better than his brownies, and that’s saying something. I explore his mouth with my tongue, slowly, savouring him.

When we finally come up to breathe, all I can do is stare at Shaun. His handsome face is prettier than any sunrise. His body feels wonderful on mine and with all the warmth radiating between us, I wouldn’t be surprised if steam was billowing off my back. I can’t get enough of him—his beauty, his warmth. If I could, I’d stay like this, with him in a naked embrace, forever.