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She squirmed. “No. None of it.”
Already, he could feel them in his mouth, her nipple growing harder with each flick of his tongue. He wanted to suck her into submission, starting with her nipple and ending with her clit. But he hadn’t even kissed her properly yet.
“Adrían,” she whispered, and something sweet touched his lips. “Open up for me?”
He paused. “Brigadeiros?”
“How’d you figure that out already?”
“It’s my favorite food.” Rather than a bite, he took the entire chocolate ball into his mouth. “I knew I smelled them when I was on the couch. When did you make them?”
“While the boys had you occupied. It was supposed to be a secret. I wanted us to have a midnight picnic. I have five different flavors.”
“Please tell me one has cayenne.”
“Open up.”
She slipped another into his mouth, and he groaned when the heat of the hot peppers warmed his soft palate.
“Querida, I thought you were bringing me in here to make love.”
“But this is better, isn’t it?”
“So much better.”
Laughing, she fed him another, and he licked chocolate from her fingers as she pulled away. He stole the fourth, drew her onto his lap to straddle his waist, and she guided his hand to her mouth, where she took a bite. The remaining half, he tossed into his, then settled his hands at the base of her spine.
“Where are you getting them from?” he asked. “I want to feed you.”
She placed his hand on the platter.
He grabbed a brigadeiro and pressed it against her lips twice before she opened her mouth. As he withdrew, she tried to catch a crumb and ended up sucking so hard on his index finger, there was no prelude—his dick went from standby to fully erect.
“Adrían,” she cradled both sides of his face, “I was thinking…it wouldn’t be a bad idea to go there with you, would it? I don’t think I’d regret you being my first.”
“Sayeda, you don’t understand?—”
She sucked on his earlobe.
“Okay, so maybe you do understand. But there’s something you should know first.” All it would take was her panties and his waistband, and it would be a straight shot into unchartered territory.
“What is it?” she asked.
“It won’t make sense.”
“What won’t make sense? Don’t tell me you’re as inexperienced as I am.”
He didn’t respond.
She froze. “Adrían?”
“It’s not by choice. It’s…there’s a cause.”
She released him, pushing against his hand braced at her lower back. “Is it because of what happened to your mother? I remember reading what happened.”
“I saw it,” he revealed. “Saw everything.”
“Oh, my god.” She kissed his temple and tossed her arms around him. “Did you think I would be upset or something? Nobody bats an eye at the fact that I’m a virgin.”