Note: This chapter is a bit kinky, but not on the provocative side. Just some food sex. If that's not your thing, you don't have to read it. Thank you for all the lovely reviews and PMs. I'm glad my readers are enjoying this fic.
"A dinner is always more romantic when eaten off each other's skins. Try spicing up your food by using your bodies instead of plates."
Andy was quite a talent in the kitchen, but he refused to take credit for it. He always said if it wasn't for his grandmother, God bless her soul, he would have never learned to cook. Before they started dating, Sharon wasn't a big fan of vegetarian food. She wasn't a big meat eater either; usually a salad was enough for her. But Andy liked feeding people he loved and since she spent a lot of time at his place, she was often his test subject for new recipes he tried. She found out that vegetarian food could be tasty, that one could live a meatless life and still enjoy good food and she was seriously considering to become vegetarian as well. Andy wasn't pushing her to do so; the subject didn't even come up, and she thought it would be better to reach a final decision before raising it. Either way, as she unlocked the door of his house and walked in, she could smell the tomato sauce cooking. She took off her shoes and put her purse on the entrance table and then padded towards the kitchen, discarding her jacket on the back of the couch as she passed through the living room.
"The food smells amazing," she said as she walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his body and resting her head against his chest. He kissed the crown of her head and inhaled the scent of her hair.
"You smell amazing," he replied and she raised her head from his chest and captured his lips.
"Are you making lasagna?" she asked.
"Pasta," he corrected her. "Do you wanna taste the sauce?" she hummed a little and he dipped his finger in the rich tomato sauce and brought it to her mouth. She squinted in surprise. He usually used a spoon for that. For a moment, she watched the thick sauce dripping down his finger and then smiled and wrapped her lips around his finger, caressing it with the tip of her tongue and sucking on it gently. Slowly, she drew her lips back, until his finger was out of her mouth. Andy looked at her, clearly impressed.
"It's delicious," she said, her voice sensual. Andy's arm came around her waist and pulled her flush against him. The look in her eyes was passionate and he answered it with a similar gaze before he leaned forward and drew her bottom lip into the furnace of his mouth. By the intensity of the kiss, he could tell that she was hungry, and not necessarily for food.
"Sharon?" he said against her lips. She hummed in response and wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers snaking into the hair at the back of his head. "I think our dinner plans just changed," he said flirtatiously as one of his hands left her waist and started sliding upwards, towards the top of her blouse. His other hand joined soon and quickly unbuttoned Sharon's blouse as he manhandled her towards the dining table.
"Andy, what are you doing?" Sharon asked, a soft giggle escaping from between her lips as Andy's fingers started roaming up the side of her body, fluttering across her skin and teasing her.
"Remember how you wanted to spice things up?" he asked. Sharon hummed again. "Well, trust me, there's gonna be sugar, spice and all things nice." He hoisted her up on the dining table, kissing her neck as he unzipped her skirt and let his hands slide under the hem and caress her lower back, until his fingers touched the soft material of her panties. "Lie down," he whispered into her ear, his breath teasing her neck. Sharon obeyed and Andy couldn't help but notice the way her entire body tensed in anticipation. In this position, Andy could pull her skirt and panties down, and she quickly removed her bra and threw it behind the table. "Now close your eyes and wait here." Sharon let out a long puff of air as her eyes fell shut. Andy could tell that even though she wasn't sure what he had in mind, the idea thrilled her.
Sharon heard him walking back to the kitchen and getting some things but she remained lying on the table and tried to figure out what idea Andy was thinking about.
"Keep your eyes closed," he called out as he walked out of the kitchen towards the dining table. He heard Sharon inhaling sharply and saw the way her lips spread. "You know…" Andy drew the words on his tongue as he placed an item on the table that sounded like glass to her. "I think that I just realized there is more than one way to eat a woman out," he said suggestively and Sharon felt an excited shiver going down her spine. It didn't escape Andy's eyes and made him very pleased with himself. Sharon might have been shy in bed, but right now she was on the dining table and that meant a change of rules. "You see," he leaned above her, bringing his lips to her collarbone and wrapping one arm around her waist. "I am starving, and I like the way you taste." He could tell that Sharon was quite aroused by the sudden moan that escaped her lips and the intake of breath that followed it. He felt Sharon's hand sliding around his shoulders and she drew him downwards to her lips. Her mouth was warm and her tongue was fierce. "I think we should get dinner started," he said when their lips parted and only a short moment later, Sharon could feel something warm, sticky and stringy being put on her stomach.
"Andy?" she asked, her voice unsure.
"Shhh, don't worry. We're just having dinner," Andy replied and started kissing his way down her body, letting his tongue glide down the valley between her breasts and descend further, until his mouth settled just above her belly button, where he piled some freshly made spaghetti in a small heap. He smiled against her skin and then drew a few strings into his mouth, making sure his tongue dipped into the skin of Sharon's stomach as he sucked part of the heap into his mouth. "I think I'd like some sauce on that," he teased and a moment later, Sharon felt a warm and wet paste being poured onto her belly. She let out a long hum as she felt Andy's lips against her skin once again, this time licking her stomach. "This is so good, Sharon," he said against her stomach, drawing more spaghetti into his mouth and gently biting her skin, just to tease her. A loud moan escaped her lips and Andy started feeling his trousers becoming tight. A vocal Sharon was something new, and he really enjoyed hearing her reacting this way. "I bet you're hungry too."
"Oh, yes, I am," Sharon replied breathlessly. Andy started kissing his way up her body at an annoyingly slow pace. His warm and humid breath ghosted on her skin and his lips drew her flesh into his mouth, leaving small but prominent marks on it. Her fingers slid into his hair, gently pulling on the short silver strands. Andy groaned against her skin as his lips climbed the soft creamy swells and his tongue tantalized one rosy nipple. Sharon's back arched off the table and her fingers tightened their grasp in his hair. If Andy raised his head from her breast, he would have seen the way her front teeth burrowed into her bottom lip, trying to stifle a moan. His tongue alternated between flicking, teasing and sucking the sensitive peak, slowly driving the normally-calculated imperturbability out of Sharon.
"Did I tell you how appetizing you are?" he teased her as his mouth left her nipple and started making its way further up, placing soft kisses along her collar bone. She let out a long hum and he could feel the vibration of her voice in her throat as he kissed her pulse point.
"Come here," her voice was soft as she pulled him upwards and captured his lips in hungry urgency. Her tongue slipped between his parted lips and caressed the roof of his mouth, able to taste of the divine tomato sauce in it. She felt his palm resting against her cheek, his thumb stroking it back and forth a few times before he placed it between their mouths and gently pulled away from her. She followed his hand with her eyes, noticing that he reached for the bowl of pasta and hooked his fingers in it, pulling a few strings out and dangling them above her mouth. Smiling, she caught them and sucked them into her mouth, playfully biting the tip of his finger.
"How about some sauce?" he asked teasingly.
"Hold on, just let me swallow first," Sharon replied seductively, enjoying the amused and aroused expression that spread across Andy's face. Winking at him, she gave him a little nod and he turned around and grabbed the bowl of sauce from the other side of the table, placing it by her head. He dipped his forefinger in the sauce and brought it to her mouth, pulling his finger away when she tried to wrap her lips around it. "Open your mouth first," he commanded and Sharon spread her lips expectantly. "Don't move," he said as he brought his sauce covered finger to her lips, rubbing the red tomato sauce on her bottom lip. "Don't lick it," he said and then dipped his finger in the bowl again and covered Sharon's top lip with sauce too. Sharon felt her mouth watering; the sauce was warm, smelled delicious and it was hard to resist the urge to lick it off her lips. She could see Andy smiling as he leaned forward and kissed the tip of her chin, then her nose and then the corners of her mouth. At last, he drew her bottom lip into his mouth and the sauce mixed into their kiss. Drawing away ever so slightly, Sharon brought her tongue to sweep the sauce from her upper lip into her mouth and let out a pleasurable hum before reclaiming Andy's mouth. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her into a seating position against his body. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, for the first time noticing that he was still fully dressed. That had to be taken care of and her fingers quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his body, proceeding downwards to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants.
"You better take these off," she smiled slyly and Andy got off the table and pulled down his trousers, stepping out of them. "Boxers too," Sharon commanded and he quickly took them off as well, discarding the clothes by the foot of the table and then came back into Sharon's arms, noticing a small stain of tomato sauce under her mouth. Before he could contemplate whether he should kiss it away or leave it there, he felt Sharon's lips on his neck, her tongue warm and wet against his skin.
Gently shifting her weight forward against his body, Sharon pushed him into a lying position without removing her mouth from his neck. She took her time sucking and nibbling her way down his neck as her hand travelled through the soft tuft of hair on his chest and stopped just shy of his nipple, first teasing it with the tips of her fingers and then rubbing them between her thumb and index finger. She could feel a groan reverberating from his mouth and around the room and she couldn't control the urge to smile in satisfaction.
"How about dessert?" she asked, slowly sitting back.
"Got a sweet tooth?" he teased back and she replied with a playful hum.
"Wait here," she said and got off the table, quickly going to the kitchen. Andy heard the fridge door opening and Sharon rummaging in it. She came back moments later and arrayed several items on the table. "We have whipped cream, caramel syrup, ice cream and glazed cherries," she said as she climbed back onto the table and straddled him. "I think I'm gonna have a sundae." Sharon grabbed the ice cream bucket and took off the lid, scooped a small ball of ice cream with a spoon and placed it in the middle of Andy's chest. He squirmed at the cold and Sharon shrugged apologetically. She then grabbed the bottle of caramel syrup and held it above the already melting ice cream ball, squeezing it lightly and watching the amber colored treacle gracefully falling onto the ice cream as well as Andy's chest. She took the can of whipped cream and pointed it towards Andy's chest, pressing her finger against the nozzle. The whipped cream sprayed from the bottle into Andy's face and Sharon stifled a giggle as she leaned forward to kiss it away.
"Oh, no! You're not gonna get away with this," he teased her and grabbed the can from her hand, directing it towards her and tilting the nozzle. A fluffy white froth spattered on Sharon's shoulder and she winced. Andy did it again, grinning playfully as the whipped cream splashed on Sharon's face. She wiped it with her palm and smeared it on Andy's face, grabbing the caramel syrup and squeezing the bottle. "You wanna play it like that?" Andy teased and managed to extract the bottle out of her hand before anything came out of it.
"You started!" Sharon jokingly blamed him.
"Oh, yeah, it was me!" he replied sarcastically as he took her hand and pulled her on top of him, the ball of ice cream squishing and melting between their chests. "You're beautiful, even with your face covered with food stains," Andy said and watched her roll her eyes. "You are. And incredibly sexy too," he wrapped one arm around her shoulder and grabbed the plastic box full of glazed cherries, quickly opening it and popping one red and sticky cherry into his mouth. He then took another one and brought it to Sharon's lips. She grabbed it between her teeth, holding it there as she bent down to kiss him and used the tip of her tongue to roll into his mouth. As their lips parted, Andy started chewing it slowly, looked at Sharon's face that was now stained with tomato sauce, whipped cream, sticky red cherry glaze and a small amount of ice cream. It was adorable and she looked genuinely happy. "You know, if you're still hungry, we could take a quick shower and then eat the rest of the pasta, sitting down this time," he suggested.
"You're an idiot," her voice was playful yet soft. "My idiot, and I love you."