moan for uncle 6 (5 page)

"What are you thinking about?" Grant's deep, seductive voice pulled her out of her daydream.

"You."
Nikki felt her cheeks flushing slightly as she lifted her eyes to meet his.

"I see." Placing a knee on the seat between her legs, he dipped the spoon in the chocolate and then poured the spoonful over her left nipple and repeated the process with her right.

Oh lord!
She gasped as the warm chocolate covered her nipples.

Placing the bowl of chocolate back onto the table he grabbed the bowl of strawberries. Plucking the first one from the bowl, he placed it on her nipple and swirled it around the tightened nub. Nikki bit at her lower lip and her hands tightly grasped the armrests.

He took a bite of the chocolate covered strawberry.
"
Mmmm
.
Much better this way."

Nikki giggled. "How is that possible? It's the same berry and the same chocolate."

"It's all about presentation, honey." He took a second berry from the bowl and did the same with it, swirling it around her nipple and gathering up the chocolate. This time he offered it to her. Smiling, she bit into the berry. The sweet, succulent taste filled her mouth. Damn they were good. Strawberries were easily her favourite fruit and eating them like this...
So much better.

He continued to use her breasts to cover the berries in chocolate as she squirmed under him, her anticipation building. By the time they had finished eating the last berry, and he had licked every drop of chocolate from her tight nipples, his cock had become rock solid. Nikki glanced over at the yogurt and then at his shaft.

Mmmm
, yogurt covered Grant
. She loved the idea. "Give me the yogurt and come here."

Giving her a wicked grin, Grant placed the bowl on the table, grabbed the dish of peach yogurt, and then passed it to her. He cocked a brow up at her. "And what do you propose to do with that,
hun
?"

"Come closer and you'll find out, Agent Rivers."

He stepped up closer and she sat up. Taking the spoon she generously applied the cool, thick liquid to the entire length of his shaft as he looked down at her and groaned.

She looked up and caught his eyes. "You like?"

He chuckled. "Feels... Different."

She feigned surprise. "What? You've never had a woman lick peach yogurt from your dick before?"

He gave her a wink. "It's been a while."

Scowling up at him, she gave his rear a slap as she leaned over him to place the bowl back on the table.

"Hmmm.
Is that how you want to play this?" He cocked a brow at her and smiled, his seductive grey eyes flaring up with hunger.

"Maybe after breakfast."
She eyed his delicious-looking shaft and licked her lips. "But first..." she ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft, lapping up the bitter sweet yogurt.

"Good?"

"Oh yes. You're right. It's all about presentation," she confirmed with a nod as she tilted her head to the left and ran her tongue up the side. His groan and his hands now fisting her long, dark locks told her all she needed to know. She licked up the other side of him. By the time she reached the tip a drop of cum was forming at the top of the head. Taking the head of his cock in her mouth she sucked hard, her tongue swirling around the head and teasing the slit.

Grant's fists tightened in her hair as he lightly thrust into her mouth. Nikki moaned taking his length fully in, while attempting to lick up the bitter sweet liquid coating him. She was tempted to make him step back so she could cover his length a second time, but his thrust became more insistent, pressing deeper and faster into her mouth, slamming against the back of her throat.

"Fuck, I love how you look sucking me, Hun."

Nikki glanced up catching his heated gaze as she gave into him. Cupping his balls in one hand and squeezing gently, with the other she grasped his tight ass urging him to thrust faster. Grant growled a deep, feral sound at the back of his throat as he began to lunge in earnest now, fucking her mouth with his throbbing dick.

She spread her legs wide, attempting to relieve some of the pressure building between them. Removing her hand from his ass she slipped it between her legs, parted her pussy lips and began to stroke her clit. She moaned, sending vibrations through him, and he moaned in response.

"Dammit,
Nik
!"
He thrust harder.

Dammit, indeed! His cock stiffened in her mouth, a dribble of cum dripping from him. She swallowed and continued moving up and down on him. Nikki's body had turned from a simmering fire to an inferno of need within seconds. She pinched and rolled her clit between her fingers whimpering as she did so as short jolts
pulsed
through her groin.

She was getting close fast.

"Take it all, baby," he growled, thrusting faster, harder. "I'm going to come."

Just hearing his voice and promise of his release sent her over the edge. Her body tensed and a shiver rushed down her spine, seconds before she was put out of her sweet agony and she climaxed.

She shuddered, her body trembling. Her moans of pleasure were muffled, by the insistent pounding of his dick in her mouth - which had taken on a fast and furious pace. His balls contracted, and his cock throbbed. He was seconds from release.

"Coming, honey," he warned, the words had just left his mouth when a series of spurts surged from his dick and he began filling her mouth with his cum. She eagerly swallowed down the salty cum; an extreme contrast to the bitter-sweet of the yogurt that still lingered. With the last thrust and spurt of cum, Grant pulled his depleted dick from her mouth with a sigh of relief.

"Peaches and Grant an interesting breakfast combination," she teased, her head still spinning from her glorious release. Grinning up at him wickedly, Nikki wiped
the cum
from her chin and licked it off her fingers as she watched him fall to his knees between her legs. He repositioned her legs, slinging them back over the armrests of the seat and spreading her drenched pussy for him once more.

"Hmmm.
I'm thinking champagne and Nikki might be as good," he murmured as he placed a light kiss at her knee.

She eyed the table of food and then turned her gaze back to him. She doubted she'd ever get enough of seeing him between her legs; it was easily one of the most erotic sights she'd ever seen. It was no wonder men loved seeing women sucking their cock so much if just watching her turned him on as much as it did her!

Nikki lay back down on the reclined seat, and watched him with hooded eyes, excited and anxious. Her stomach began to flutter with her excitement. The fluttering increased the higher his teasing mouth and tongue moved up her inner thigh. To her disappointment Grant stopped just as he reached the apex between her legs and lifted his head and gave her a soft smile.

"Grant!" she dropped her head back against the headrest and closed her eyes, trying to slow her racing heart rate. He was such a tease. She could hear him moving and then the pop of the champagne bottle being opened.

"It's going to be a little cold..."

Her eyes flew open and she lifted her head, at the sound of his voice, watching as he spread her pussy lips with his fingers and poured a small amount of champagne over her pelvis. She squealed, laughed and squirmed as the cool liquid raced over her shaven mound and between her soft folds.

"I warned you," he chuckled as he placed the bottle on the floor beside him, leaned over her and licked the length of her slit.

"Oh-my-god, Grant!" the heat from his breath and tongue combined with the coolness of the liquid he was lapping up off her, set her head reeling and her entire body on edge. Nikki gripped the hand rests on either side of her and bit at her lower lip, trying not to cry out as he took first her left and then her right labia into his mouth licking and sucking the champagne.

"
Mmmm
.
Yes, champagne goes very well with you, baby." Grant poured a little more and she moaned as the coolness washed over her again. His mouth moved to her swollen clit, sucking and flicking it just as he thrust a couple of fingers deep into her. Her grip tightened on the hand rests as she cried out, bucking against his torturous hand and teasing lips.

"So good," she whispered, more to herself than to him. Closing her eyes, she dropped her head back against the seat and allowed the sweet sensations to rush through her. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, ending in an intense throbbing between her legs.

Despite her two orgasms already, she was quickly building towards another. Removing his fingers from within her, he replaced them with his tongue thrusting it into her. She cried out for a second time and it then occurred to her that the door separating her and Grant from Tina and the rest of the crew
was
extremely thin.
Shit!

But as he began to fuck her with his tongue, darting it in and out as if it was his cock, she quickly forgot about everything else, as her body began to tremble, stiffen and then just when she thought she couldn't take a moment more of the intense pleasure he was bringing her, she screamed out her release, her juices rushing from her to greet his prodding tongue. It felt as though every muscle in her body were made of jelly as the last of the tremors that had overtaken her completed.

Grant slowly got to his feet, bent over and ghosted his lips against her. His lips tasted of berries, champagne and her.
An enticing combination.

Nikki smiled up at him, her eyes capturing his. Slipping a hand around his neck, she pulled him down for another soft kiss. "You realize my seat is now covered in champagne and....
ummmm
.... us."

Grant chuckled softly against her lips, his eye twinkling with amusement. "We can clean it up."

"And I smell like I've just been on a bender."

Chuckling a little louder, Grant scooped her up into his arms and held her tight to his chest as he straightened up. "Nah, you look like you've been good and fucked."

"Great." Nikki groaned and rolled her eyes at him, causing him to laugh a little louder. Wiggling his eyebrows at her, he made his way with her held tightly in his arms across the cabin, towards the bathroom.

"You're nothing but
trouble,
you know that, Grant Rivers?"

"You think?"

"Hmmm. Good thing I like bad boys."

****

Over twenty hours and one stop later Nikki found herself walking through the airport, jetlagged but excited to finally be there. In nine hours she'd finally be marrying the man of her dreams and she
still
couldn't quite believe it.

"Come on. There's a car waiting for us outside the airport."

As they exited the airport, pulling their luggage behind them, Nikki found herself giddy with excitement. "So where are we?" Palm trees lined the streets, the weather was almost suffocating, it was so warm and the skies were clearer than she had ever seen them. She loved the tranquil vibe that came from the area and the people moving around her. Everyone just seemed... happy. Or perhaps it was just her mood that made everything around her seem more spectacular than it actually was; either way she loved it.

Grant led her to a black BMW parked at the curb with a tall, slender black man standing beside it in a formal looking white uniform. The brim of his white hat read
The Escape Resort
in bold black letters.

"Mr Rivers?" the chauffeur asked with a faint French accent.

Grant nodded.

"Welcome to Mauritius, Sir and Madam. I'll take your bags."

Mauritius?
The name sounded familiar... Nikki growled at herself for not paying more attention in high school geography class.

"We're on an island a little south east of Africa," Grant explained with a nonchalant shrug, as he ushered her into the car.

Wow!
As she slid onto the car seat and scooted over to make room for Grant, excitement rushed through her. She'd never been to this part of the world before. Perhaps to Grant it was no big deal, but to her... This was as exciting as it got.

Grant slipped in beside her and the driver closed the door after him, and then proceeded to store their luggage in the trunk.

A sad realization came over her as she looked over at Grant who had his eyes focused on something out of the side window. "You're going to miss fieldwork aren't you?"

Catching her gaze, he took her hand in his, flipped it over, kissed her palm and gave his head a slight shake. "No. I've spent a lot of time in the field. It's time for me to settle down." He glanced down at her belly and then back up to meet her gaze. "I made a promise to both of you-"

Nikki opened her mouth to protest, but he put up a finger to silence her.

"I don't want to be a father that's never around. I may not have known my real father as a child, but I'll be here for you and for ours. I can't do that if I'm dead, what happened with Diana was a wake-up call. I'm not as invincible as I used to think I was." A hint of melancholy crept into his tone and it tugged at her.