Undeniable Love by Emeline Piaget

felt a flood of sweet liquid hit my tongue.
     
    “Mmm…you taste so good baby.  I think you should give me more. I told you, I’m greedy and I want more dessert.”
     
    Her eyes got wide as I dropped down between her thighs again.  I worked her with my tongue using my finger to rub her clit and my other hand to keep her open for me.  Soon her body was shaking and shivering again giving me another taste of her honey nectar.  I stood and started to wipe my face off in my hands when she stopped me.
     
    “Kiss me,” she said.  My groin reacted.

Stephane
    He leaned over me to kiss me and I licked his lips, tasting myself on him.  I pulled him closer and kissed him deep.  He was kneeling on the bed between my thighs.  I felt a shift in his weight and then I felt him slide inside me again.  He was massive.  I felt completely filled.  The sensation of being so full and his throbbing hot shaft inside me was almost too much.  He kept kissing me as he slid in and out of me.
    “Ooohhh myyyyy gooooddddd. Yes!!”
    He felt so good.  He was so deep, so thick and long.  If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have thought he could be that big.  Who the hell would cheat on this? I thought. Oh well her loss my gain. I should really call her later and thank her. Wyatt made me feel like I never thought I could.  He made me orgasm two more times before he finally did.  We fell asleep as a tangled, intertwined mass of bodies.  All hot, sweaty and completely sated. 
    The next morning I woke up first.  I carefully slipped out of the bed, grabbed a robe and tiptoed into the bathroom. I turned the faucet on low to let the water heat up and more importantly hide the sound of my pee splashing into the toilet.  I washed my face and brushed my teeth, then peeked out of the bathroom door.  He was still asleep.  I walked into the kitchen, started the coffee pot and grabbed a couple of pans to make breakfast.  I opened the fridge and pulled out some bacon, eggs and cheese.  I started with the bacon first, placing in the biggest skillet.  Then I grabbed a bowl and cracked my eggs. I was beating them when I realized I forgot to grab the milk.  I opened the fridge door again and as I closed it I felt something touch me.  I screamed and dropped the milk.  Wyatt had snuck into the kitchen without making a sound.
    “So I’m not the only one that drops things in the kitchen,” he laughed and I picked up the milk jug.
    “At least I don’t have to get stitches,” I said as I walked back over to my bowl.
    “Ouch, that hurts.”
    I laughed.  He looked so good standing there in just his jeans, hair tousled all over.  The look that Wyatt had at this moment naturally was one that his friend spent way too much time trying to achieve.  Poor Syd, I need to call her later.
     
    “Are you hungry?  I was just getting breakfast started.”
    “What’s on the menu?”
    “Oh a little of this and a little of that.”
    He walked up behind me again and tickled my side.
    “You wake up a smart ass don’t you?”  I chuckled remembering Syd saying something similar recently.
    “I do indeed.  You never answered the question, are you hungry?”
    “That’s a loaded question.  Depends on what we are talking about.”
    “Food Wyatt, we are talking about food.”
    “Oh, well I could eat that…too,” he said with a wink.
    “You are so nasty,” I laughed.
    “And now you know just how much,” he said with a grin.  He walked over a kissed me.
    “You taste minty.”
    “It’s called toothpaste Steph,” he laughed.  In all the excitement last night I didn’t see him bring in his bag that had a toothbrush, toothpaste and a fresh t-shirt.  I guess he was hoping it happened as much as I did.
     
    I made bacon, scrambled eggs and French toast for breakfast.  We grabbed a spot on the couch and watched TV while we ate.  When we finished, I put the plates on the coffee table and we settled back on to the couch. He