A/N: So there've been some interesting reviews over the past couple of chapters that have led us to believe there were a few... minor points that needed covering. First: the boys make hard candy, not chocolate. So, sorry, but no chocolate covered boys.
Second: candy covered boys? They work with boiled sugar, people. Sugar burns are nasty, not to mention very painful and by no means sexy in any way, shape, or form.
That said, these two are all for hot and sweet, so let's keep on, shall we?
My eyes refuse to stay open as he works me over, my head lolling back as moans and whimpers escape me.
I'm lost in feeling – in him.
I gasp as I feel his finger press into me, my eyes flying open to find his, then flickering around to see a small bottle of lube on the desk next to me. My question dies on my lips as he hits my prostate, eliciting a low moan instead.
Slowly, he stretches me, keeping me always on the brink without allowing me to fall over.
All reason has left me, and I beg.
Second: candy covered boys? They work with boiled sugar, people. Sugar burns are nasty, not to mention very painful and by no means sexy in any way, shape, or form.
That said, these two are all for hot and sweet, so let's keep on, shall we?
My eyes refuse to stay open as he works me over, my head lolling back as moans and whimpers escape me.
I'm lost in feeling – in him.
I gasp as I feel his finger press into me, my eyes flying open to find his, then flickering around to see a small bottle of lube on the desk next to me. My question dies on my lips as he hits my prostate, eliciting a low moan instead.
Slowly, he stretches me, keeping me always on the brink without allowing me to fall over.
All reason has left me, and I beg.
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Well I am proud to say I remembered what type of candy they made but I thought that they were going to play with the raw sugar or something LOL.
ReplyDeleteThat being said...Ohhhh dayum...hot.