Title: Itsy, Bitsy, Teeny, Weeny, Yellow Polka Dot Bikini
Rating: NC17
Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny Yellow Polka Dot Bikini
CJ rolled off of Toby and lay back on the bed, pulling the single blue sheet with her.
‘That was incredible,’ she panted.
‘Not bad,’ he muttered back.
‘Ziegler.’
‘Okay, you are great in bed. We have to go soon.’
She pouted at him, ‘So you don’t want the champagne? I even brought Danishes, the apricot ones you like.’
Toby rolled on to his side and propped himself up on his elbow. CJ appraised the sight before her, he was buck-naked and she seriously wondered how she hadn’t noticed his fine physique before. Toby watched her watch him and the smile that formed.
‘Do you like what you see?’ He asked, his thumb playing across his lips.
CJ glanced up into his eyes, her desire evident, ‘It made up for a lousy Christmas Eve. I’ll go and get the champagne.’
As she climbed out of bed the sheet dropped to reveal her curves. His eyes followed her as her hips swung and he imagined kissing every inch of her back. She returned with the bottle in one hand and two glasses to find Toby had pulled the sheet across his lap and was now sat propped against the pillows. On the other side of the bed a silver box lay. CJ grinned.
‘My present?’
He nodded as she handed him the bottle and stroked the box.
‘Can I open it now?’
‘I’ll have to think about it,’ he replied uncorking the bottle and pouring out two glasses, handing her one. ‘Merry Christmas CJ.’
He held his glass out and they chinked. Taking a sip he tried and failed to keep the smirk off of his face at her frustration.
‘I saw this in June in Florida and immediately thought of you.’
‘Now can I open it?’ She was practically stomping on his bed.
Toby went to take another sip and whispered, ‘You haven’t convinced me you deserve it yet.’
That was a big mistake on his part as CJ put her glass on the bedside table, smirked and lifted the sheet. He felt her breath against his thigh first, then the wetness of her tongue; he leaned back and prepared to take another sip. Her hand closed around his lower shaft as she took the rest of him in her mouth. Toby gasped and the drink splashed onto the sheets.
‘CJ!’ he exclaimed as she began to suck him further and further into his mouth with each stroke. Toby clutched the sheet in one hand and discarded the glass with the other. CJ continued her ministrations and he felt himself getting closer to release. Suddenly she stopped and sat up, pulling the sheet around her and licking her lips.
‘My present?’ she asked.
‘You…just…can’t start…that and …then…stop,’ he stuttered.
‘We both know I can.’
Toby glared at her, ‘If…’
‘Yes.’
Toby reached across and handed her the package. CJ lifted the lid off and moved aside the tissue paper and groaned at the gift, holding the two scraps of material aloft.
‘A yellow polka dot bikini? Toby?’
He shrugged, ‘You have an affinity with water.’
‘And a swimsuit wouldn’t have done?’ she cried.
‘I couldn’t imagine anyone I’d rather see in an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini than you,’ he blushed.
CJ separated the two pieces of yellow lycra, ‘And when am I going to wear it in Washington in winter?’
Toby settled back on his pillows, his hand beginning to slide beneath the sheet. CJ removed his hand and grasped his erection firmly. Scratching his head Toby grinned,
‘The swimming pool of the Marriott on New Years Eve, unless you already have plans?’ he asked expectantly.
She made him wait a full two minutes before replying, ‘Do I get the works?’
He nodded, ‘If I get the works now.’
CJ disappeared below the sheet once more and soon Toby was moaning her name.
The End