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Page 117 of Delicious (Delicious #1)

Chapter Six

Adler

“S o, in the spirit of that boldly taking what you want thing we were discussing earlier,” I said, stepping closer to my perfect partner. “I’m going to be totally up-front and honest with you.”

It was interesting watching him smother the urge to grin. “Okay,” he agreed in a neutral tone.

I steeled my nerves to shoot my shot, praying it wouldn’t be in vain. “You’re the reason I figured out my dick was good for more than just taking a piss.”

Niccolò burst into laughter, covering his mouth to hold in more of his mirth. It was sweet he didn’t want to offend me, but I was trying to make the man break .

“My sexual awakening happened when I saw you berate a chef on Under Pressure about how his knife skills were so bad, you were amazed he still had all his fingers.”

Another chuckle escaped him. “Are you saying you grew up jerking off to my insults?”

“Have I come to a clip of you yelling, ‘I’ve seen more life in a cemetery than in this soulless trifle’ at a contestant? Absolutely. Repeatedly . Those compilation videos of your best insults are basically my porn.”

I was proud of myself for stunning the Niccolò de Rosa into silence. That almost never happened. He narrowed his eyes as he studied me with curiosity. “Is that why you blindfolded me during filming? So I wouldn’t notice you got aroused as I insulted you the entire time?”

There was no sense in being bashful now. “Not gonna lie, that was a big part of why I did that, because I filmed everything hard as a fucking rock. Especially because the only thing sexier than you insulting me was complimenting me.”

“What was the other part?”

“It felt kinky as fuck to do that to the man who has starred in all my wet dreams and fantasies since I was thirteen.”

He couldn’t stop himself from grinning despite his best efforts. “I love how you admit that with zero embarrassment.”

I shrugged. “What’s there to be embarrassed about? You’re hot as fuck, a Michelin-starred chef, my cooking idol, and you’re standing right in front of me. It would be weirder if I didn’t ask to suck your dick.”

The corner of his mouth turned up in a grin as he closed the distance between us. He tilted my chin up to meet his gaze while lowering his voice. “Is that all you want to do?”

“Of course not, but that’s all we have time for before the tenderloin comes out of the oven.”

He stroked under my chin like I was an indulgent cat, making me achingly hard. “You’re certainly bold.”

“Just like my baking, I have the talent to back up my ego.” I wetted my lips as I looked down at his, then back up to his eyes. “Give me the chance to show you what I’ve got, Chef.”

The moment of tension ratcheted higher as the silence between us hung heavily in the air. I stopped breathing when his thumb brushed over my lower lip. Then he said the words that almost made my heart stop. “Kiss me, and I’ll consider it.”

As much as I wanted to yank him down and devour him like my last meal before death, I refused to rush the moment I had spent over ten years dreaming about. Instead, I slid my hand up his chest to his neck, using my hold to guide him closer.

My lips claimed his with a passion born out of obsession. But I started slow, gauging his interest and whether he intended to take control. To my surprise, he let me lead.

I shamelessly pressed my arousal against him, delighted to find an answering one. It gave me the confidence to tease him with my tongue. He opened for me, and I happily accepted what he offered. Lacing my fingers through his dark hair, I grew more insistent as he responded in kind.

I backed him against the counter, pinning him against it as I unleashed my hunger for him that had fueled my lust for over a decade. When he growled and kissed me back with equal need, any semblance of control fled.

He teased me into a frenzy, and the only thing that stopped me was my desire to have him fuck my throat with his glorious dick, which I could feel pressing against me through our pants.

We were both breathing heavily when I drew back to look up at him for guidance. “Well?”

“You have a delightfully naughty mouth, darling.” Even though it was a term of endearment he used regularly, I still felt special. “Show me what else it can do.”

“With pleasure,” I purred, wasting no time as I undid his belt and the fasteners on his pants. When I tugged them down along with his briefs, my mouth watered at the glorious sight of his uncut cock standing at full attention because of me . He was just as generously endowed as in my fantasies, which made it even better for me.

Dropping to my knees in front of him, I wasted no time in trailing kisses along his length. In between each one, I said, “Of course, your dick would be as magnificent as the rest of you.”

I jerked him off to appreciate his full size, which made my ass ache with a need to have it pounding me against the nearest flat surface. But I wasn’t in a mood to rush when I had been blessed with such an amazing opportunity.

While gazing up at him, I rolled his foreskin back before teasing the head of his cock with my tongue. His expression was challenging, which drove me wild as I lived the full fantasy, letting his dick slide into my mouth while I held him steady at the base.

Unable to help myself, I put on a show of sliding him deep into my throat as I maintained eye contact. I didn’t stop until my nose touched his neatly trimmed pubes. With a low moan, I bobbed my head as I worked him in earnest.

“Oh, bello , you look beautiful with your mouth so full of me,” he purred, watching with interest. He brought his hand to the back of my head, but he didn’t use his grip to dictate my pace. Instead, he stroked my hair as I sucked his cock for everything I was worth. “How unexpected to find out you’re talented enough that I can’t think of an insult about that delightfully devilish tongue of yours.”

While I lived for his insults, I lit up just as much from his praise. It spurred me to work him with more vigor as I alternated between letting him glide deeper into my throat before drawing back to focus on the tip. I had no intention of stopping until I drank his cum.

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