84: Taste of Grapes

Fenella’s POV The sweet and tangy taste of the grape immediately filled my palate. Half of it dropped red juice from my lips to my chin. Drop by drop, it stained my skin down to my groin. I still held the gaping grape in my hand and brought it to my neck. I applied the grape piece to the base of my neck and then slowly down to my breasts. I did all of this while my eyes remained fixed on Laird's eyes, burning with desire. Intentionally, my fingers squeezed the grape onto my left nipple. The juice immediately reddened and moistened my areola. Not stopping there, I also applied the fruit to my right nipple. "I'm very hungry now," he growled, licking his lips. "How about it? Do you feel wild enough to venture to Mexico with me?" I asked, then slid the grape down to the inside of my thong. "I think I need a tester first. I don't want to get stuck there without getting a proper reward," he said as he leaned forward. "Uh huh. I'm sure after tasting the tester, you will immediately buy everyt