“I can’t believe it,” she says before she bites into the strawberry I’m holding out for her.
“And in a few short hours we’ll be landing in Norway.” I see some of the juice has trickled down her lip, and lean in, licking it up. “I want to rub berries all over your body and see where it’s the sweetest.”
Her eyes heat as I feed her another. “Are you going to make me wait until we land before you do it?”
I scoop up the bowl of berries and stand up, extending my hand to her. “We’ve got a couple of hours before we get to the castle, and I’m not wasting a single second of it.”
“Yes, your majesty,” she sasses as she walks past me and grabs me by the tie. She drags me to the bedroom of the plane along with her, and my smile is the only answer she needs.
“Take off everything but the crown. I want to fuck you while you’re wearing it.”
Her cheeks heat, but she nods as she turns around for me to unzip her dress. I place the berries on the bowl beside the bed and then kiss her bare shoulder, lowering the zipper. The gown falls to the floor at her feet in a pool of soft pink shimmer. She looks like she’s standing in a pile of sweet cream, and I can’t wait to have my dessert.
She’s left standing there in pink panties, and I kneel down at her back. I take my time peeling them down her thighs, and I kiss the cheeks of her ass as I do it. Once they’re to her ankles she steps out of them and arches her back as she crawls on the bed. She looks over her shoulder at me, and the gleam in her eyes might as well be a siren’s call.
“Roll over,” I command, and she slowly does as I ask.
When she’s on her back, she spreads her knees and I grab a ripe strawberry out of the bowl. I hold it out for her, and she smiles wickedly as she licks the tip.
“Bite it,” I say, my voice low and my control at the edge.
She keeps her eyes on mine as she breaks the skin and then sucks the juice that drips down. I feel her tongue against my fingers and shake my head. She’s trying to get me to snap.
I climb on the bed over her and kiss her lips as I rub the strawberry across her nipple. She moans into my mouth, and the taste of her is so sweet and sexy I don’t know if I’m going to make it inside her before I cum.
My lips move down her neck, and I lick every inch of her along the way. When I get to her breasts, her nipples are shining with the strawberry juice, and my mouth waters. I suck her there and taste her sugary peaks, moving back and forth between them. I put my weight on her body and hold her down as I push her breasts together and rub my face between them.
She’s so soft and warm that I never want to leave, and I take my time loving her. I have to force myself to slow down, to not go too fast, but her fingers in my hair tighten.
“Harder,” she moans, and her back arches.
“Fuck,” I say against the buds while I graze my teeth along her nipples and then bite down. It’s not too hard, but it’s enough to make her hiss in pleasure, her legs spreading wider beneath me.
This time I take a few raspberries out of the bowl and kiss down her belly. My cock is throbbing inside my pants, but I refuse to pay it any attention. Right now, I’m enjoying my wife, and I won’t be rushed.
When I move between her legs, I place the berries on her mound and pop one in my mouth. I bite down on the tart sweetness as I use another to play with her clit. She wiggles and moans as I use the berry to circle her clit. She’s soaking wet and coating the fruit. I pop that one into my mouth and then use my tongue in its place. She cries out at the contact, and I moan at the flavors. Her sweet pussy and the raspberry combined makes me growl with need. I take the last few berries and crush them against her folds before I eat her like a starved animal.
She grips my hair without control as her hips rock and she rides my mouth. Amber arches her back and demands her pleasure, and all I can do is obey.
I don’t know how it happens so fast, but as I hold her down and eat her pussy in earnest, she cums. I planned to draw it out and make us both wait, but my body and my bride have other plans.