Page 64 of Revival
"We really should be getting back," he shouts from the shoreline.
"Alright, party-pooper, I'm coming in." Putting my foot down to push off with the next wave, something swims past me, brushing against my leg. I scream. At the top of my fucking lungs, I shriek as I wade my way back to shore. "Daniel!"
"What happened?" He meets me on the shoreline, wrapping me in a towel.
"Something touched my legs. It was big." Holding my hands, I exaggerate the size by at least a foot.
"Come on, get dressed," he says, handing me back my dress. "Because I'm dying to get you back out of it when we get home."
An officer stops us just before reaching the boardwalk. "Good evening, folks. Were you the ones who placed a disturbance call?"
"No, not us. Was there a problem?"
"Just a report of a naked lady swimming in the ocean. Did you happen to see anything unusual down there tonight?" His eyes flick to the wet hair dripping down my arms.
Daniel squeezes my hand to stifle the chuckle I'm fighting back. "Nope, nothing. Probably just some crazy teenagers. Have a good night, officer."
We practically jog a block before we both stop and burst into laughter. "You're determined to get us in trouble, aren't you? First Utah and now here."
"Oh, don't even go blaming me, buddy. You're the one who gets me high and encourages me to do bad things."
"I encourage bad things?" He raises an eyebrow at me.
"You did only give back my dress and not my panties," I say, flipping up my skirt and showing him my ass.
Daniel unlocks the front door from his phone, and I casually walk in before him. He grabs me around the waist as the door clicks closed, pressing my body against his. "Do you feel that?" he asks. I nod because words fail me. "You do that to me."
"What are we going to do about it?" I slip my dress over my head, leaving myself naked and vulnerable.
Daniel lifts me onto the kitchen table without missing a beat and instructs me to lay back. Disappearing for a moment, he comes back with a black bandana. "Do you trust me?" he asks.
"With my life." Daniel ties the blindfold around my eyes. "Comfortable?"
"Yes," I whisper. My other four senses heighten with the loss of my sight.
Footsteps shuffle into the kitchen and open the fridge. Daniel moves a few things around and then closes the refrigerator again. I feel the warmth of his body over mine. His fingers lightly brush my lips. Slowly moving down my body, his fingertips create goosebumps on every inch of my skin.
"Ready?" Daniel shakes a bottle, then a lid pops open. A cold, thick liquid drips onto my nipples.
"Oh my goodness. What is that?"
Daniel's tongue swirls my nipples, giving them a hard suck and a pop as he comes off each one. He moves up, teasing me with a chocolate kiss.
"Mm. Chocolate is my weakness."
"What about whipped cream?" he asks. I hear the cap pop off and the whoosh of the cream, but I don't feel anything.
"Open up." The head of his cock tickles my lips with the sweet cream. I eagerly take him into my mouth, sucking the sweet cream off his tip. The can makes the whooshing sound again, but the cream covers the top of my pussy this time.
"That tickles." I giggle.
"Oh, just wait, dollface. I got a thing for a beautiful woman with whipped cream on her sweet spots." Daniel clears the whipped cream from my body with slow, sensual licks.
"You make me feel so good, Daniel." My body shakes from his delicate touch; my pussy drips with desire. I fight the urge to come.
Grabbing my legs, Daniel pulls me to the edge of the table. He spreads my legs, teasing my entrance with just his tip.
"What have I told you about teasing me, Romeo?"