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"Now get up!" I did and she got on the bed and waited. This wasn't what I wanted but I had no choice since I was just a slave. I got on the bed with her and my dropped kisses on her neck. Trailed it down to her breasts then took a nipple in my mouth, and sucked. She seemed to like that because she moved and moaned. Then I used a finger from my good hand to play with her other nipple. This was the foreplay I could come up with. And I continued until I was able to make her release.

He pulled his fingers from the bowl and they dripped with dark, melted chocolate. She watched with no small amount of trepidation as he circled one of her nipples with the chocolate. She closed her eyes as the warm, thick liquid caused her nipple to pucker and her stomach to flutter. He continued to draw on her with the warm chocolate. He did a figure-eight around her breasts and then dragged his fingers down the center of her stomach, ending at her belly button. He dipped his fingers again and then traced her lips with the concoction. She couldn’t help but lick at the chocolate and the bitterest flavor of dark chocolate and raspberries burst across her tongue. She moaned and closed her eyes

The rich, dark squares sat between us like a peace offering. He reached for one of the brownies first, his long fingers moving through the air. For the briefest second, his skin brushed against mine. It was just a light, casual touch, but it sent a tiny, electric jolt up my arm. The rich scent of cocoa and sugar filled the small space between us, so thick and sweet it almost felt like I could taste it on my tongue. I tore off a small piece of my own brownie. It was still a little warm from the oven, and the melted chocolate inside was gooey, sticking slightly to my fingertips.

The flavor was unlike anything I’d ever tasted—deep, bitter, but with a subtle sweetness and warmth that bloomed on my tongue. "Oh wow," I murmured. "This is… incredible." He leaned back, looking pleased. "Told you. They see chocolate as medicine. Something that heals. That connects. It’s meant to open the heart." I paused mid-sip, suddenly very aware of how close we were sitting. I swallowed a little too hard, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. He took a long sip, then spoke, his voice gentle, "You can stay as long as you need, Vienna. No expectations. No strings. You have your space. I have mine."

The city sky had grown dark to a mellow gray, the kind that swathed everything in gentleness—buildings, trees, people. Rain still lingered in the air, shrouding the windows of **Chapter & Soul** in a soft mist. Inside, the world progressed more slowly, more softly. It was perfumed with old books, chamomile tea, and something sweet that Lena had baked and not labeled.

I was stunned for a moment, unable to move my fingers from his lips. His lips touched my fingers, leaving some traces of his mouth's nectar. The warmth of his tongue slightly caressed the tip of my finger's skin, making my mouth hang open. I was about to pull my fingers away, but his mouth opened again and licked my finger to get the remaining chocolate on them, which made a shiver run down my spine. The moisture from his mouth made my wolf puffs. It tickled my fingers, and it had an electrifying effect on my whole body.

"What happened?" "I left," Piper said simply. "And I decided that if the world was going to see me, it would be on my terms. Not theirs." Julian studied her. "This collection is called THE MEASURE OF A TOUCH. What does that mean?" Piper swallowed hard. "It means that contact—human connection—leaves marks. Some people touch your life and make you better. Others leave scars. But either way, you're changed. And you have to decide what to do with that."

I couldn’t force myself to relax no matter how I tried. I shuddered when I finally felt his hot wet mouth on my folds. “Fuck, I knew you would taste this good”. He groaned against my clit. Tightening his grip on my ass, he buried his mouth on my clit and practically devoured me. “Oh God,” I gasped as the contact sent a wave of pleasure coursing through my veins. It felt crude, intimate, sensual and oh, so good. I had read about oral sex in novels, and I had even seen it happen in movies but I never knew it felt this good.

Without thinking, I laced my fingers into his, eager to offer any form of support at all. "Thank you." Rodri murmured softly and went back to focusing on the road. With my free hand, I opened the package and popped a piece of chocolate into my eager waiting mouth. As the flavor filled my mouth, I moaned contentedly, savoring the sweet taste as it melted on my tongue. It was way too good, I couldn't stop myself from shoving another piece into my mouth.

My head began to feel light as if it were floating to the clouds. His knees pushed against my thighs, causing me to spread my legs further. Before I knew it, his hand moved between my legs and his fingers flicked against my clit. An explosion of pleasure hit me, to the point my back arched. With one touch on the slick sensitive part of my womanhood, I nearly came undone. How have I managed to go this long without feeling him like this? I was ready to explode already, and we had barely begun. I was confused when he suddenly pulled back and reached for something above my head. As he returned his arm from above me, my eyes widened at what he held in his hand. It was a jar of chocolate.