As her climax neared, she clamped down on him, raising her hips so he could penetrate more deeply. She bounced faster, clutching his hips as he thrust into her. Jasper knew he was done for. Her actions were too insistent, too demanding. Giving himself over to the inevitable, he didn’t worry about whether she was ready, he was. With a surge of heat, he came, calling her name.
Hana’s voice rose in pitch as she gasped his name.
“I love you,” Jasper breathed. “Oh, God!”
They kissed as a last wave hit them both. Shuddering, Hana went limp beneath him. Jasper propped his weight on his elbows before rolling to the side. They lay facing one another, gasping and grinning.
“So, that’s what all the fuss is about,” Hana said. “Yum!” she smiled with satisfaction. “Yum!”
Jasper chuckled. “You make it sound like candy.”
“It’s better than candy. More delicious than chocolate cake. And I freaking love chocolate cake!”
“How about pudding?” Jasper asked, raising an eyebrow. “I wonder if they have chocolate pudding in room service.”
“Oh, you wouldn’t dare!”
Jasper grabbed the phone, dialing room service. “Hi. Yes, do you have chocolate pudding? Super! Could you send up like an entire vat of it.” He laughed when Hana smacked him. “No, I’m kidding. How big are the bowls?” He listened for a moment, nodding. “Cool. Send up two. Oh, and whipped cream. Yeah, have you got a can we can keep?” He laughed again. “Yes. Honeymoon. Thanks.” He hung up.
Hana couldn’t stop laughing. Jasper told her to cover up. He went to the bathroom and came back in his shorts. He put the dinner things on the tray and waited for the pudding. The waiter brought it to the door. Jasper gave him a tip and took the tray. There were two bowls of chocolate pudding and a can of whipped cream. There was also a bowl of chocolate dipped strawberries.
“Those are on the kitchen staff,” the waiter said with a smirk. “Would you like champagne?”
Jasper looked at Hana. She shook her head.
“Nope. But thanks. And thank you for the strawberries. I feel sure we’ll figure some way to use these.”
The young man tapped his knuckles and left.
Jasper brought the tray to the bed.
“We can’t use that here, it will make a horrible mess.”
She scrambled out of the bed and went to the sink. There was a long expanse of counter. She folded a towel and laid another one out.
“I’m not gonna fit there, babe.”
“Then we’ll use the floor.” She moved things to the floor instead.
“Not real comfy on knees, but okay.” He patted the improvised bed. “You first.”
Unsure what to expect, Hana lay down. Jasper dipped his fingers in the pudding, licking it off seductively. His long, pointy tongue slurped the pudding off with a few quick strokes. Hana shivered in anticipation. She already knew some of what he could do with his tongue. She was about to find out more.
Jasper decorated her breasts, chest, abdomen, and lower, with pudding. Starting at the top, he worked his way down. Hovering over her thighs, he smiled at her. Chocolate pudding was smeared all over his face, but he didn’t care. He took the whipped cream and sprayed it on her thighs. Sucking and licking, he enjoyed the experience.
Despite the jokes she and her friends had made about the pudding, Hana had no idea what to expect. She certainly enjoyed being licked, but she wasn’t sure what else he had in mind. Jasper lifted her hips, resting her legs on his shoulders. He spread her nether lips with his fingers, lowering his mouth. His tongue flickered out, touching her for the first time.
Hana gasped, almost screaming with pleasure. He worked her into a frenzy, making her lurch around, grasping at him, begging him to enter her and bring her to climax. Instead, he stopped.
“What? What are you doing?”
“My turn,” he said in a matter of fact tone. He slathered his penis with pudding and lay down. “Go ahead,” he invited.
“I don’t know how!”
“Oh, big talk but can’t do anything about it.” Jasper pressed his lips together, shaking his head. “Ever eat a Popsicle?”
She gave him a disgusted look.
“Kind of like that, only don’t bite.”
“I can’t fit—that—in my mouth.”
Jasper took pity on her. “Lick,” he asked. “Please. You don’t have to do anything else but that.”
Examining the situation a moment longer, Hana straddled his thighs, her breasts resting on them. She tentatively licked at the pudding. Jasper groaned.
“Did I hurt you?”
“Oh, no!” He nodded, smiling. “Trust me. It felt good to you, right?”
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