Page 19 of A Very Grumpy Chef

“So damn hot,” I rasp, my lips finding hers.

I roll her onto her back, kneeing her thighs wider apart so I can settle into the soft V of them. She wraps her ankles around my back instantly, pulling me closer. It’s like we’re on the same page, and she can’t get close enough to me either.

My heart thumps hard against my ribs, and I duck my head so that she can’t read the emotion on my face. My lips press soft kisses down her neck, over the swell of one breast. Coco arches against me, and I moan as I palm her breast, my lips teasing the stiff peak of one nipple.

I want to tell her so much at this moment. That I’m falling hard for her. That she’s my first, and if I have it my way, she’ll be my only. I don’t want her to think I’m just saying that in the heat of the moment, though, so I swallow the words and focus on making her feel good.

I shift, scooting lower as I suck her nipple into my mouth, letting my teeth graze over the sensitive nub.

“Oh!” Coco gasps, her eyes glazing over as she stares down at me.

I lock my eyes with hers and move to her other breast, giving it the same careful attention. In moments, I have Coco writhing beneath me, her fingers tugging at my hair, pulling me closer as my mouth worships her curves.

Her hips are restless, and my mouth waters at the thought of tasting her. Will she taste like honey? Or maybe strawberries? She always smells like strawberries. It’s probably why I created three different strawberry desserts for the new menu.

I kiss lower, my tongue licking a circle around her belly button as I shoulder her thighs wider apart and settle on my stomach between her legs.

Coco leans up on her elbows, staring down her body at me, and I lick my lips, breaking eye contact to study her sweet pussy. She’s pretty and pink everywhere. I use my fingers to spread her lower lips wider. She shifts, wriggling with need, and I can’t tease her or myself any longer.

I lean forward, taking a long, slow lick up her center. Her sweet strawberries and cream taste hits me, and I’m instantly addicted.

“Alec,” Coco says, her voice wobbly.

“Shh, I’ve got you.”

I dive back in, my tongue parting her folds as I explore her core. I lick, nibble, suck, and stroke every inch of her, memorizing what makes her gasp, what has her legs tightening around my head, what makes her back arch off the bed. I want to be an expert in getting this girl off. I want to do it better than anyone has ever done before. I want to wipe out any other men she’s been with from her memory.

I growl, sucking her clit into my mouth. My tongue jiggles the sensitive bundle of nerves, and Coco’s fingers tangle in my hair, holding me to her. I keep teasing her, my eyes locked on her face as she starts to splinter apart.

When I press one finger to her opening, rimming the ring of nerves there, she goes off.

“Alec!” She screams so loud that I know everyone in the building heard her.

I lick her clit, then lower, wanting to capture every drop of her release. I swallow, going back for more over and over again.

She sags back on the mattress, a light flush covering her skin. I push up, prowling back up her body. She blinks open her eyes when I hover over her.

I grin. “Good?”

“So good,” she says hoarsely.

I let my hips drop, grinding my cock against her. That seems to perk her up, and she pushes at my shoulder.

“What?” I ask as she pushes again.

“My turn,” she says almost shyly.

I’m not going to argue with her, so I roll over onto my back, watching as she kneels and shuffles down the bed. She maneuvers between my thighs and onto her belly. My cock is hard, the tip red and angry-looking. A drop of precum appears on the head as her hot breath fans over my skin.

Some of Coco’s confidence falters as she pauses, looking uncertain.

“Coco?” I ask with concern.

She looks up at me, taking a deep breath. “I’ve never…”

I frown as I stare down at her. “Never what?”

She blushes, her fingers wrapping around my length hesitantly. “I’ve never done this before.”