~ Nicole ~

I moaned as Diane kissed my bare chest, licking the cream on her way down. I snapped out of this trance just as she kneeled in front of me.

"No, please stop."

"What?" She stood up and locked her look with mine.

"I can't do this."

"Stop it, Nicole! You're a fucking soldier! A stupid scar makes you so scared. Cut it out." She got closer. "You know how many people would like to know what turns me on? And how many hot models and actresses would like to do the things you do to me?" Her words made the place between my thighs very wet. I was jealous at these words. "I love you. You're the sexiest and most beautiful person I know. A scar won't change the way I feel."

I don't know what came over me, but as soon as she said that, I pushed her on the bed hard. I took the bottle with whipped cream and spread it all over her body. Before I started doing that, I took her robe off and threw it away. Now she was under me, only wearing her incredibly sexy lingerie, making me drool.

"Do you appreciate it now?" Diane asked, pointing at the outfit.

"Shut up." I whispered before taking her hands above her head with one hand, and putting whipped cream on her with the other. I started at neck, putting small white traces there. Then the lines of her bra, a little before the entrance. All over the stomach, a big circle. And two long lines following her inner thigh. I started with small kisses on her neck, licking the little parts of cream I left. Then I kissed her breasts, following the line I made and then I pulled her bra down. Her nipples were hard and when I looked at her, eyes were black, full of lust. I grabbed the tube again and put the cream on her nipples. I smiled a bit and saw her still holding her hand above her head.

"Good girl." I said, before attacking her left nipple and massaging the right boob with my hand. She moaned at my approval and the way my tongue played with her nipple. I sucked the sweet cream and continued going down. I drooled in front of the cream that covered her perfectly carved abs. They were flexed and that way I knew how tense she was and how much she's waited for my touch. I licked her belly down to the hem of her panties which I grazed between my teeth. The two long lines I made on her also very long legs were so tempting. She was panting when I finished this and now I was ready for the big test. I stood in front of her wet intimate self, I could basically see the juices flowing through her underwear which was basically transparent. I just pulled them off and smashed my tongue against her, picking up the juices. She immediately screamed from the intensity. I sucked on her lower lips, playing with her clit in the meantime. First I made circles, then I just pulled it a bit up. Every time I pulled it up, she also got up, holding onto the bed that was above her.

"Keep going, sweetheart." When she said it, I assumed she was very close so I just continued the action. When she finally finished, I couldn't stop. I inserted two fingers and just started pumping, to her surprise. Diane mumbled some swear words and continued moaning. That way, she finished for the second time, while I was still fully clothed, only my shirt open. I'm pretty sure I couldn't even close it, because she ripped a few buttons earlier.

As I climbed on the bed next to her she slapped me across the face.

"What was that for?"

"Don't you ever make me wait for that ever again." She repplied sternly and then looked at me up and down. "Why are you still wearing, well, anything? We need to fix that." She smirked before leaning in for a kiss.