Naughty DEVAKSHI – OS 1

Hey Everyone….?? Luv Devakshi, Shahrica and KRPKAB..❤

So, let’s get started…..
Dev’s POV…

We ate dinner, drank some wine, and talked about our week. Maybe tonight I would finally pop the question. After cleaning up, I refilled our glasses.

Did you get something for dessert? Sona asked.

I smiled. “Yes, I did. Why don’t you go into the living room and make yourself comfortable while I get it ready.”

Sona: Okay. Are you sure you don’t need help?

I’m sure.

After she left the kitchen, I gathered the bowl of strawberries and can whipped cream from the fridge. I walked in the room to find her on the couch, sipping her wine. I sat down next to her and placed the food on the coffee table.

I love strawberries, but why the can of whipped cream? Sona asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

Close your eyes. No peeking, I whispered in her ear.

I took a strawberry and traced her bottom lip with it. Sona opened her mouth slightly, and I allowed her to take a small bite. A low moan escaped her lips, and my dick twitched in response. I began to feed her another piece of fruit. My cock was getting harder by the minute as I watched her lips wrap around the strawberries.

I want to feed you one, Sona said as Sona opened her eyes.

I have a better idea. Close your eyes, I said in a deep voice.

Sona sighed and closed her eyes. I picked up a strawberry and touched her bottom lip with it, and she opened her mouth to take it in. I leaned in and bit the other end, letting our lips meet and eliciting a faint squeal from her.

Would you like some whipped cream? I asked her as I grabbed the can and shook it.

Yes, Sona whimpered.

I squirted some whipped cream on her bottom lip. Sona seductively licked them while looking at me lustfully. I groaned, shifted to adjust myself, and placed my lips on hers. Sona wrapped her arms around me and the kiss deepened. Our tongues rubbed against each other. Sona tasted like whipped cream. Pulling away, I placed kisses down her neck and made my way to her chest. I lifted her shirt over her head. Sona was wearing a pink lace bra.

Beautiful, I whispered as I reached around her and unhooked her bra. I slid the straps off her arms, placing more kisses on her neck. “Lay back,” I told her as I took my shirt off.

I unbuttoned her jeans and slowly unzipped them. Sona lifted herself up as I slid them down her amazing legs and threw them on the floor. Sona was a sight to behold in just a pair of pink boy shorts.

Do you trust me? I asked.

No reply….? from Sona..