Free Until My Heart Stops Beating by Tonya M Barber Page B

Walking over to the nightstand something caught his eye. Slowly turning on his heel, his eyes grew big as golf balls. Makeba willed herself to remain quiet. It was difficult not to laugh. His reaction was priceless.
                  “For me?”
                  Nodding her head as she smiled she said, “Only for you.”
                  Throwing the towel from his head across the room and allowing the one around his waist fall to the floor, Declan grabbed the can of whipped cream off the nightstand and climbed up on the bed.
                  “Open your mouth.”
                  She did as she was instructed.
                  Holding the can steady as he squeezed, filling her mouth with the slightly sweet white substance that he was more than ready to lick off. After throwing the empty can on the floor he lowered his body down on the bed next to hers as he began kissing away the tasty goo that filled her mouth. Slowly, he moved down following the trail of sweet dessert she had laid out for him on a human platter. He licked her all the way down stopping at her treasure chest of fine jewels. Gently, his tongue traced her vagina. Little by little he began to eat the strawberries while licking up the cream sending sensations throughout her body that caused her to moan in pleasure. He was taking no prisoners now. There was nothing separating him from tasting her essence. She had been cleaned of everything except her own natural flavors. Lifting her legs and spreading them wide apart, he delved into her honeywell chomping down on her causing her to moan in pleasure. He kept up the slow rhythmic motions of his tongue until she exploded, releasing juices that he slurped up like droplets of water dripping from a leaky faucet.
                                Wiping his mouth, he lowered his body on top of hers. His mouth covered hers as they became entangled in an ardent kiss. The desire to be inside of her intensified with each moment. Unable to hold back he separated her legs with his knees and entered her sending a shockwave through both of their bodies. Grabbing a handful of sheet, she squealed as he grunted, meeting each other stroke for stroke. A massive explosion was on the horizon, pushing her legs in the air above her shoulders, he went deeper. She cried out in pleasurable pain. The sounds emanating from her mouth only encouraged him to give her a little more of what he had to offer.
                  “Oh Declan.”
                  The emotion in the sound of her calling his name was better than any song sung by the greatest soul singer alive. Hearing it had him in ecstasy wanting to stay there forever but he couldn’t. Her moans and cries turned him on. Harder and more rapid, he stroked. Lowering her legs around his waist, she continued to take all he had to give. Feeling like a trooper, she pushed him down on the bed and got on top.
                  “My turn,” she whispered.
                  He smiled holding her around the waist. “Don’t hurt me baby,” he joked.
                  She guffawed. “I promise I won’t.”
                  Makeba didn’t hold back. She waited too long for this. With everything she had, she rode Declan like an award winning jockey but her ride was cut short when he exploded. Feeling spent, she fell onto the bed. Little did she know it wasn’t over. Declan reclaimed his spot on top pleasuring her until the sounds escaping her lips sounded like she was singing opera. Feeling her body tremble under his, he intensified his movements. Suddenly his back arched as he grunted. Rapidly, he slid in and out of her. Sensations of all sorts ravaged through his body until he let loose dispelling his fluids inside the latex condom. He kissed her on the lips then fell onto the bed depleted of energy. It wasn’t long before he was snoring,