The Love Of Money - S01 E261

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The Love Of Money - S01 E261

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 261

Still grinning down at me, she reached for the ribbon at her waist and tugged on one of the loose ends. The gauzy robe fell open, revealing what I'd already seen beneath it; she dropped her shoulders as she turned her head to the side, giving me a lovely view of her neck and chest as the robe slipped from her arms and dropped to her wrists. One side slid free while the other caught on the glass bottle in her grasp.

She switched hands so the filmy material fell to the floor, forgotten as she stood before me with her beautiful figure on full display for me.

"Is this my other surprise?" I asked.

She gave me a small, mysterious smile and shook her head, then climbed into my lap so that she was straddling me. Pressing her lips to the mouth of the bottle, Danni tipped it back and took a long draught, her ivory throat rippling with every swallow. It was a beautiful, flawless work of art made even more white and pure when contrasted against the raven hair falling down one side.

Dropping her arm and the bottle next to me on the couch, Danielle looked down at me, her eyes clouded with desire and her cheeks slightly bulging with what I guessed was a mouthful of alcohol. Then she learned forward and pressed her lips against mine, wrapping her fingers around my jaw to hold it in place as she opened her mouth and let its contents drip into mine.

I drank it all, swallowing it in two gulps as her tongue invaded my mouth once more, sweeping across my tongue and exploring every inch available to her. The grip on my jaw was firm, and the kiss deepened.

Droplets of champagne spilled from my lips, and I could feel them running down my chin as she pulled away. Danni must have noticed them because she leaned forward, extended her tongue, and ran the flat of it up my chin, collecting all the droplets before they could fall.

Once she collected all the wayward champagne, she pulled back just enough to look me in the eye. "Ruin it," she whispered. "Rip it open."

Needing no encouragement, I grabbed the gauzy fabric covering her small breasts and gave it one firm tug. It ripped almost as if it were made of paper mache, separating and exposing Danielle's chest and most of her abdomen. Her lingerie hung off her shoulders like tinsel hanging off a Christmas tree.

Champagne still in hand, Danni turned her head to the side, the tendons in her neck straining as she stretched her arms above her head, lifting her hair in one hand as the champagne bottle hung in the air. The act left her chest fully exposed, her breasts hung high. Her pretty pink nipples were subtly darker than her fair complexion, and it was hard to distinguish where her skin ended and areola began. Her nipples were already as hard as diamonds. The woman in my lap was a goddess.

Green bottle held high, Danni tipped it, and champagne spilled from the mouth, catching light and sparkling as it cascaded over her. She leaned back as the alcohol splashed over her chest, neck, and breasts; champagne dribbled off her and dropped to the floor, on the couch... my lap. However, little pools of it collected in the curves of her body the hollow of her throat as she lay back, her belly button... between her breasts. Beads of it ran down her perfect ivory skin as she lay back, supported by my hand wrapped around her waist.

Someone had been taking lessons from the dancers.

Accepting the invitation, I leaned forward and dipped my tongue in my lover's belly button, lapping the champagne up with one swipe of my tongue. Then I painted a trail up her torso-across her ribs and up between her breasts, which was about as far as I could go in our position. I had plenty to work with, though.

I lapped at the small pool gathered between her modest breasts, licking her champagne-flavored nipples before suckling on the hard little nubs of crinkled flesh and gaining a moan from Danni. Her arms wrapped around my neck and the back of my head as she pulled me into her breast, encouraging me to take as much of her small mound between my lips as possible. After a few minutes, I switched to the other one, rewarded with more sounds from my raven-haired beauty.

As I straightened, I pulled her out of her complicated dancer's pose until she sat straight in my lap, doing my best to capture the little pool of champagne before it slipped free from the hollow of her throat. I lapped at her neck, running my tongue up the alabaster tower and tasting more alcohol.

Danni pulled back and placed the champagne bottle to my lips, pouring more between them. I held the cool liquid there as I watched her slip off my lap and slide to the floor between my knees. The bottle disappeared from her hands, left on the floor as she reached up, grabbed two handfuls of my hair, and pulled me down for a fierce kiss. Her mouth opened to accept the drink from mv lios as I let the alcohol fall.