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As he flicked aimlessly through TV programs, she looked at her phone again and sighed. It had been silly to order in with the snow as bad as it was, but they had already eaten the last of anything shy of its expiry date from the fridge.
Her phone pinged. An apology from the restaurant, their dinner would be another 40 minutes. Sighing again, she turned and watched his blank face as he flicked, paused, flicked, paused through the channels. With dark features and strong brow, it seemed like he was deeply considering whether to watch sport fishing or the Christmas episode of Friends.
And then silence. The blue glow of the screen that had been lighting the room went dark, as did the porch light outside.

‘Oh for Bleep’s…’ She got up and looked through the window at the dark houses along their laneway.

From behind her came a yellow glow and she turned to see him holding a single candle in a glass holder.

‘I didn’t think we had any candles.’ She inhaled deeply. ‘Kinda chocolate-y.’
‘You won this as a door-prize at Ellen’s bachelorette thing. You were very excited about using it to give me a sexy massage. Then you started puking.’

‘I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about,’ she sniffed in mock offense.
He placed the candle on the coffee table and lay back on the couch, arm behind his head and pouting his lips in a deliberate but only half-sincere model pose. ‘You can’t imagine ever wanting to give me a sensual rub down? I’m hurt.’
‘Never.’

She leant over the opposite arm of the couch and crawled over to him, holding herself above his body until her lips were just barely brushing against his cheek. ‘In fact, I wouldn’t even be on this couch if I wasn’t worried about freezing to death,’ she murmured. Tilting her head to gauge his reaction, she saw his eyes were half-closed and his face slack with lust.

‘Can’t have you freezing to death on me. It’d be ages until the ambulance could get here,’ his voice rumbled, travelling more through his chest than his throat. He pulled the blanket over her while she scooted forward, seating herself firmly onto his lap.

‘There we…’ he started to say, interrupted by a deep moan as her teeth found his ear lobe.
‘Mhhm?’ she asked, letting her tongue and teeth walk their way along the outer shell of his ear. His grip tightened on her waist and their hips met with sudden urgency as he lifted himself up beneath her.

She sat up and unzipped her sweater, now not noticing, or at least not caring about, the coldness of the zipper against her bare chest. He slid his palms up along her body to cup her breast and ran his thumb across her nipple gently... KING’LYKS@COMERADEKINGSK CONTINUE READING FULL EPISODES HERE - http://celebrityvibez.com/18-stories-erotic-story/