Chapter 14

Richie fed Faith another spoonful of mousse. She licked her lips "mmm, that is so good." Richie was staring at her lips, "I can see that." Faith dipped her finger into the bowl and brought it to his lips. "Try some." He took the tip of her finger into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. When he released her finger, Faith's breathing wasn't quite steady. "You're right" he said as he watched her, "it is good." Imitating her, he dipped his finger in the bowl and offered it, "want some more?"


Faith smiled slyly at him, taking his finger into her mouth. She could feel him growing hard under her as she licked and sucked the chocolate off his finger. "Faith" he groaned. She looked up at him, "do you want more?" He didn't know if he could handle any more. She slid off his lap and knelt between his legs. She fumbled with the zipper on his pants, slipping it down after a minute. Every rumor she had ever heard was true, he was all man and then some. She stroked him up and down before letting her tongue play across the tip. His cock jumped in anticipation of what was to come. Faith picked up her head and looked at Richie, his eyes were closed and pure pleasure spread across his face. She took him, all of him, in one long slow slide. She worked him slowly and deliberately, alternating between long, slow glides and short shallow thrusts.


Richie was slowly losing his mind. He couldn't think of anything but what her mouth was doing to him. There was magic in that mouth he thought. He ran his fingers into her hair and moved his hips in time with her mouth. She took him deep and he couldn't control it, "Faith... I'm... Shit!" He came with a shudder. She continued until he grew soft in her mouth. She eased back from him and looked up into his face. "Come up here" he said softly. She climbed back onto his lap.


He held her close, getting himself under control. "Faith, that was..." he trailed off. What could he possibly say? She looked at him and he pressed his lips to hers. His fingers worked the buttons of her shirt and, pulling back from the kiss, he laid her back on the table. He looked down at her, her lips slightly swollen and her skin was flush with arousal. He could see her nipples pressing against the front of his shirt. His mouth met hers again and then he moved on, his tongue sliding down her neck, searching, seeking. He slid the shirt open and took one hardened nipple into his mouth as his hand teased the other.


Faith couldn't hold back the sob of his name. She had never been this high before. He continued his assault on her breasts as his free hand slid lower, finding her warm and wet for him. He slid two fingers into her and the orgasm flashed through her. "Oh God Richie" she groaned. His mouth moved from her breasts, leaving a trail down her stomach. His tongue swirled around her belly button and moved lower. She could feel his warm breath on her as he paused before dipping his head. He looked up at her, she was lost to the moment. Her eyes were closed, her arms flung out to the side. He dipped his head and tasted her, teased her. She came twice more before he was done.


He sat down in his chair, stroking her legs as he did so. Faith curled up on her side, sure she wouldn't be able to move, ever. "Faith?" She held up her hand, "not yet." She took a deep breath and opened her eyes and tried to focus on him. Richie reached over and took her hands, pulling her to him. He cradled her in his lap as the last of the tremors ran through her. "Come on" he told her as he stood them up. "I know what we need now."