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S…Sanji can I come in for a second?”
“Of course darling what’s wrong? Is everything alright?” he asked worriedly, standing up and approaching the door.
“I…I really need to talk to you,” you said, while some tears came streaming down your face.
“Heyyy” Sanji exclaimed while rushing to the door and opening it for you.
He immediately offered you his hand, before giving you a closer look.
You took his hand while yours shook a little: at this point there was no coming back.
Of course Sanji noticed and he stopped to kiss your palm right away, to try to calm you down.
“Hey you, you know that whatever it is I’m here for you right?”
he asked while his eyes fixed on you were gentle enough not to push you to explain things right away, even though you knew that the more time you were letting pass, the more you were going to break the worrying gentleman’s heart.
“Why don’t you sit for a second?”
He invited you to.
You sat on his bed, your hand still in his.
“Sanji I did something that will hurt you very deeply”
“I can take anything, it only matters to me to see you doing better, you can’t possibly do anything that would make me mad, darling”
“Are you sure?”
“A woman should be always forgiven by a real man, you know I stand by that”
“Always?”
He moved closer to you, grabbing your other hand as well: “I could never hold a grudge against a woman, you could be pointing a gun to my head right now and I guarantee I wouldn’t be able not to forget. To some it’s a weakness, but I believe you women are wonderful creatures that should always be offered understanding under any circumstances really”.
Your eyes widened: the man in front of you was literally a prince, and you were just about to reveal your naughty behaviour.
“You are a good, good man Sanji”, you said in a husky tone, without even considering the shivers you would be sending down his spine.
“Was I interrupting you?” you asked curios.
“You were not, I was only reading about some new recipes on a manual I bought a few weeks ago”
“About that…I know you’re always adamant on finishing the food you prepare…”
“Yes that is true! You know I consider eating a privilege that should never be underestimated”
“S…Sanji”
“Yes?” he asked encouraging you.
“I couldn’t possibly have all that whipped cream you prepared by myself, see I have a sugar addiction and your cooking as been as temptive as it gets”
“Oh, I am sorry. Do…do you have a condition or you just generally love sweets so much it worries you?”
“More like the second…and I appreciate how you always prepare desserts for me, but I am afraid I might never recover…”
“Hey listen: I don’t want you giving up on a little daily treat, so from now on I will prepare it so that you can eat it without fearing the overload. I am in charge of the ingredients after all, but I cannot possibly avoid cooking what brings you smile and satisfaction. It’s all about balance. Plus you are too pretty and too fit to even worry about these things” he said smiling politely at you.
“I think I can settle with that, but…tonight I had to stop myself”
“Relax darling, whipped cream can be left in the fridge for a couple of days anyways when it’s fresh, I am sure you took care of that, but you were afraid I would consider it as you not appreciating my food…am I right?”
“Actually Sanji…”
“Did you throw it?”
“Not exactly…Would you like to finish it for me?”
“Hey I didn’t have any, I would be more than happy to, if that is what you want”
“Really?” you asked, doe-eyeing him.
“Yes, certainly” he smiled, hoping you wouldn’t catch him flushing, by the stare you just gave him.
“But S…Sanji I have been a…very…very” you complained whining.
“What sweetheart?”
“A very naughty girl…” you cared to finally admit, with voice low in tone and a desperate attitude.
The man was too stunned to speak.
You took his hand closer to your heart, making sure it would be brushing against your breasts slightly.
“I really like you Sanji”
His cheeks got red and he almost didn’t feel like he could look at you in the eyes: this was unexpected, so bold and sexy.
The poor man did not know in fact what was about to come next, but this, this was nothing compared to what you had planned.
“Am I making you uncomfortable?” you asked worriedly, while tears kept on streaming down your face.
“No…no, I am just surprised” he cared to admit, while he dared to meet your watery eyes.
“Sanji have you ever thought about us doing it?” you asked while fighting your shy instinct that was almost forcing you to run away.
“W…what?”
“Yes, I would want you to be completely honest with me”
“I won’t offend you, I am sorry, I couldn’t live with that” Sanji shook his head in disbelief.
“Because you didn’t?” you asked, with fear of being unrequited.
“Oh no!” he quickly answered.
“I did a handful of times” he said but had to cover his face from the embarrassment with the other hand.
“If you want you can kick me out of this house you know…” he suggested while catching a tear of yours with his thumb, brave enough to meet your gaze again.
“Sanji…” you whispered while getting dangerously close to his face “don’t you realize how bad I want you?”
You bit your lip, Sanji had to blink twice to formulate some sort of response.
“I…I don’t know if I am imagining things to be honest dear”
You suddenly stood up and lifted your skirt. “You will now have proof of the lengths I would go to have you”,
you grabbed his finger and asked “Are you okay with this?”
The man still in disbelief couldn’t even hum, he just nodded his head .
You grabbed his finger and let it dangerously close to your hole, still covered by the lace panties you were wearing. You took a deep breath and moved your panties to the side.
“You now will know of the lengths I would go to have your mouth on me”
And there you pressed his index finger inside you, warm whipped cream, came down Sanji’s hand. The man’s jaw flexed. Maybe it was the shock, the excitement, the indecency of what you just did, or maybe it was it all.
“Hmm, I think you’ve been courageous enough” he said, while his tone changed. His stare went from sheepish to provocative in a matter of seconds. He then added a second finger to push into you and curled both, making you suddenly unable to control a needy moan.
He grabbed some cream and started tasting it on his now free and wet long fingers. He licked them while staring at you intensely, his eyes following your every reaction to his willing teasing.
He then started to suck his long phalanges, not giving a single fuck about the loud slurping sounds he was making.
The he commented: “Wow, I didn’t remember it being this delicious, your flavour levelled this up for sure”
You started feeling severely weak by the arousal, imagining to have full control on a man who knows exactly how women want to be treated was a stupid thought.
Because Sanji despite the initial shock, was the type to perfectly know how to handle dominance in the bedroom and now he knew it was his call.
He knew it because he understood how shameless you had to be to put him in this position, and that riled him up beyond imagination. And of course he knew that after all this effort, what you needed now was a display of full obedience while also owning and gaining full control of your aching body. He was completely aware that now what he had to do was satisfying you but while making sure to leave you breathless as he would have pushed you over the edge and not let you be able to move from where he would have placed you.
“It’s dripping out of you, I should hurry before it reaches your knees shouldn’t I?”
He said standing up and placing the other couple of fingers under your chin and taking in your needy eyes with a grin.
“Now why don’t you act like a good girl and make amends for this mess you made?” he whispers in your ears while you start feeling an alarming warmth between your thighs.
“Please I…I want to…” you tried to reply, and suddenly he had you pushed down onto the mattress, then he moved your hips up towards his face in a candle like position: instinctively you opened up your legs.
“Yes spread your legs as much as you can for me” he demanded.
You had the temptive idea to wrap your legs around his neck, but he stopped you before you could grip him tight enough.
“It doesn’t work that way baby”
“Wh…hy?” you asked, red in the face.
“I am going to go deep until I have finished every single droplet of whipped cream and you are going to let me savour my dish mercilessly, I am not going to let your shaking legs pull me in and away as you wish, you can whine all you want, but now you take responsibility for this”
He then pulled your panties away: “Will you be a good girl and hold them in your mouth for me?”
You desperately asked: “Can I get a kiss first…sir?” .
Just when you thought you could get him to fold he replied:
“Only when your mouth is going to taste like your pussy enough, baby. Will you be patient for me?”
“Yes of course”
“You understand I want you to realize how filthy what you did is”
“Yes daddy please silence me, I deserve it”
He smiled proudly, then he pinched his eyebrows together and took a second to look at your opening:
“I like how far you came to seduce me, look at this fucking mess” then he started lowering his head towards you
“I like it so much that I’d be curious to see how much more whipped cream you can take before emptying you out” then he looked at you to see your reaction to his words.
Boiling tears were still streaming down your face, your face was blushing uncontrollably, your mouth was filled with the bittersweet flavour of your own underwear, you eyes looked like you were in the worst possible pain.
“You’re making me hungry, thirsty and impossibly hard just so you know…” he paused for a moment, then a dangerous smile appeared on his face “but if you don’t squirt the life out of you, you won’t get to touch me at all baby, are we clear?”
He looked at you jolt at his own words in satisfaction before going all the way down on you. To tease you vindictively he didn’t even bother to relieve any tension on your clit, he straight up started fucking your hole with his tongue and as he would pull out of you he let it curl to take in all the whipped cream he could.
Sanji was eating you with the attitude of a starved animal but at a rather slow paced rythm.
“Fuck, you’re tempting me to toss away half the dishes we have in this house, what do we need them for anyways if you just couldn’t keep you pussy away from my mouth?” he teased.
Then he began to suck the life out of you, by forcing an unbearable suction to your clit that was simply not enough. You needed way more pressure so you started almost jumping up and down towards his lips.
“You just don’t know how to behave do you? Here let me help you out”
The he inserted just one finger inside you, to help you relieve the tension.
“S…s..an…plea…ple” you tried to speak but to no avail.
“Yeah just a finger would never be enough for you, do you want a second one?”
As you couldn’t speak you kept pushing your pussy against his nose.
He licked you clit again finally and drank some of your juices mixed with whipped cream, before inserting a second finger inside you.
You immediately started thinking back to when you noticed his pale, beautiful hands weeks ago in the kitchen while he was working the knife like the true professional he is.
And he seemed to be perfectly capable of working his fingers too.
Rapid thrusts followed by his hummings as he took you clit fully into his mouth sucking rapidly seemed to sent you straight to Heaven.
How beautiful this man sounded when he was pleasuring a woman! He did not fear letting out a moan, he was so spontaneous and relentlessly determined to make you lose your mind. He often smiled against your soft, humid skin, averting the risk of embarrassing yourself for enjoying so much ruthless pleasure.
And that tongue worked so incredibly well, he knew exactly how circling motions and the suction should properly alternate to drive you crazy.
He knew how to handle the increasing pleasure in a woman, how to build it up nicely and so perfectly to make her sense every second away from the orgasm.
So much that you didn’t even feel your waters coming out: with a broad smile the man whose face was pressed against your legs took a step back and started drinking it as if it were something sacred.
He let you look at him while he gulped in satisfaction. He was so goddamn sexy.
Hair and face wet in your juices. Eyes burning in desire. Body sweaty from the heat of the moment. His clothes were still on and you desperately needed to see him naked, just the thought made you squirt violently again, wetting his eyes and the collar of his shirt involuntarily.
“Priceless baby, now would you remove your panties?”
He let go of your hands and let you finally speak properly again.
“S…sanji I want you”
“What do you mean?” he asked while getting dangerously close to your neck.
“Inside me, now, please”
“I love me a demanding lady” he smiled against your ear.
He then stood up and started undoing his shirt and pants, revealing his perfect lean mass of muscles.
When just in his boxers he began stroking himself a little.
“Could you spread your lips please?” he asked you shamelessly.
“Wh…at??”
“I like to watch for a bit when a lady is satisfied”
You risked coming all over again from just hearing him talk.
“Holy fuck!! Could you hurry please??”
“Beg me”
“Daddy please I need you inside, I need you to wreck me. I want you to leave me in pain, throbbing and used”
“You’re such a bad girl still huh?”
“I need that dick to fill me tonight, would you please try me?”
“Alright my love”
He started pressing his tip against your spread hole, starting slow.
Unexpectedly his rhytm shifted right away and the thrust reached a crazy speed within seconds.
“Oh fuck me Sanji, yeah please just like this”
He then grabbed you by the hair in a fist and made you sit on his dick while he was still standing.
“Can you handle it if I stand, beautiful?
“Yes daddy I will”
And there he was the man in front of you leaving you breathless in all his splendour.
Wet strands of hair kept falling down onto his face while he tried to grasp some air by keeping an open mouth.
He would often look at you and smile.
You couldn’t resist the urge to kiss him and you tried to.
Nonetheless one of the hands that were keeping you in place covered your mouth.
The way you tried to scream under it made the man weak in the knees and cum instantly on your belly.
His muscles relaxed, his jaw as well.
He took deep breaths and held you still and safe, despite the unusual choice of position.
He carried you to the bed and immediately cleaned up his mess while brushing a hand softly against your arm.
Then he sank deeply onto the mattress and exhaled heavily.
“I cannot kiss you darling”
“And why would that be?” you asked worriedly.
“That’s romance to me. And if I did I might not be able to handle my feelings for you”
“Oh, I get it, although I desperately wanted you to… and I…”
“What baby?”
“And I still want you to”
His lips curled in an amused smile and as he turned toward you, he started gently stroking your hair.
He then moved closer and took in your eyes still needy and uneasy.
A chuckle escaped him, but before your embarrassment could show he silenced your worries with the touch of his gentle, voluminous, hot, wet lips.