Worth Waiting For by Vanessa Devereaux

his body beside her.
    He unfastened each of
the buttons on her dress and peeled the material apart like he was unwrapping
something priceless. His fingers brushed her skin, making Kate draw in her
breath.
    She’d opted not to
wear a bra again, because the restaurant had been hot, and she felt like going au naturel tonight. Now she was glad she
had.
    He ran his hand over her right breast a couple of times, barely making
contact with her skin, yet it set off a jolt of electricity throughout her
body. He lifted her up so he could pull down the dress, and tugged it off her
hips and legs while placing it at the top of the bed. Next he slipped his hand
down the front of her panties and placed it on her mound. Then he removed the
undergarments. They, too, joined the dress. “You ready for dessert yet?”
    “Brock, I’m still
full.”
    “You mind if I have mine ?”
    “Sure, if you must.” Well
this was a first. She sat up on her elbows and watched Brock head to the
kitchen.
    He’d gotten her naked
and very worked up about the prospect of them making
love, and here he was only thinking about his stomach.
    She laid her body
back down on the bed and gave a sigh she hoped he heard. She never thought
Brock was the type of guy who’d put his stomach before his cock.
    The bed suddenly
shifted, causing Kate to glance down at the foot of it. She grinned when she
saw Brock holding two bowls, one containing melted chocolate and the other,
giant strawberries with their long stems still attached.
    “That had you
guessing, didn’t it?” he asked. He got onto the bed next to her.
    “No…okay, yes.”
    He dangled one of the
strawberries over her chest and then dragged it down her upper belly and back
up to circle each of her nipples.
    She giggled, not
realizing she was so ticklish. She laughed when Brock bit into the fruit.
    “Tastes
so much better when it’s been swept across your body.”
    “Glad to hear that.”
She wiped a tiny speck of strawberry juice from his bottom lip.
      He leaned over and kissed her.
    She could taste the
strawberry flavor on his lips and licked them clean of the sweet nectar.
    “You want one?” he
asked her.
    She nodded.
    He held one over her
mouth, and she nibbled on it. This was fun and erotic. She would never look at
dessert the same way again.
    He dipped his finger
in the melted chocolate and offered it to her.
    She sucked until
every last bit had disappeared.
    Brock dipped again
but this time instead of putting it into her mouth he made a trail of chocolate
down her belly and proceeded to lick it off. He dunked again and then this time
parted her legs and rubbed the chocolate over her clit and around the entrance
of her pussy. It was warm and wet, and felt oh-so-good. He set his body at the
end of the bed, brought her legs up, his arms under her thighs, and moved his
face down toward her pussy.
    Kate groaned and
murmured as he began licking the chocolate from her body. “Brock, you are the
best lover I’ve ever had.”
    “Glad to hear that.”
He applied more chocolate, this time pushing it up inside her. Its warmth and
sticky consistency made her pussy quiver. Wow, chocolate really was sexy.
    Kate rolled her head
to the right side and gripped the bed cover as Brock’s tongue went in search of
the confectionery treat.
    He flicked and
licked, flicked, and licked, and then sucked at her core making a tight seal
between her slit and his lips. That was all it took for her to climax.
    She lifted her upper
body off the bed until she was sitting up with Brock’s arms securing her legs. She
put her hands on his shoulders.
    The candlelight
flicked over his face.
    She reached down and
stroked his skin, feeling tomorrow morning’s stubble already putting in an
appearance. Kate wanted him to fuck her in this position but he was clothed,
and for all she knew, not even hard yet. “Can we do it right like this…I mean
after I’ve undressed you?”
    “Whatever
way you want.”
    He released her legs
and