Always the showman, Clint of course threw the praline blindly, and hit his mark perfectly. She watched the chocolate melt slightly, coating his lips; watched him lick those long, skilled fingers, and by the time he was moaning at the delicious taste she was licking her own lips in anticipation.
It was so tempting to lean over and lick the chocolate from his lips, but that would be giving in too easily, so she put on an air of indifference when she noticed he was looking at her, though she was certain he had caught her watching the trail of his tongue around his lips first.
“You hit me in the eye and that’s going up your nose,” she threatened before opening her mouth for him to toss the chocolate in. Not that she truly believed he would ever miss.
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Date: 2014-09-22 10:00 pm (UTC)From:It was so tempting to lean over and lick the chocolate from his lips, but that would be giving in too easily, so she put on an air of indifference when she noticed he was looking at her, though she was certain he had caught her watching the trail of his tongue around his lips first.
“You hit me in the eye and that’s going up your nose,” she threatened before opening her mouth for him to toss the chocolate in. Not that she truly believed he would ever miss.