Round 6 (warning, contains citrus fruit!)

Rob ran his thumb across his lips and leaned into Claire, but she shook her head.
‘Not yet.’ She whispered. She wanted him badly. But she had plans for him.
Sitting to his right was Lili. Paul had been very attentive until his sixth shot. Now his eyes were fuzzing and all hope was lost.
Rob held the salt pot up to Lili. She turned and raised an eyebrow at him. Her eyes flickered over his beautiful face, eventually meeting his blue/green eyes. He raised the salt again.
This time Lili held her wrist out. Rob poured a little onto her outstretched wrist, then took told of her elbow. Their eyes still locked together he dipped his head and ran his tongue from the crook of her elbow, along her forearm to the waiting salt. Lili licked her lips as she watched him take every grain of salt from her skin. When it was all gone she handed him the shot glass. He took it from her with his free hand, brushing her fingers as he did. The blood was so hot in her veins, pounding so much she thought her ears would burst. She inched a degree closer.
While Rob took the Tequila shot Lili picked up a lime wedge and put it between her lips. Rob watched closely, his eyes never leaving hers. He put the glass down and brought his hand up to her cheek. Slowly he ran a long, slender finger along her jaw until he reached her lips. She went to remove the lime with her free hand so that he could touch her lips. But Rob grabbed her wrist. He held both her hands out of the way and brought his face right up to her. Still without breaking their gaze he brought his mouth to hers. He was careful not to touch her lips as he sucked the lime.
He pulled away quickly and released his grip on her.
‘Your turn.’ He said and handed her the salt.
Lili said nothing but undid the first three buttons of his shirt. Then she pushed him back until he was lying on the sofa. She slipped her hand under the soft, white cotton. Rob groaned under her touch. Carefully she poured the salt into the hollow of his collar bones.
‘Keep very still.’ She whispered. ‘Don’t move.’ And she bent down and ran her tongue over his hot, damp skin. Rob tensed, fighting the urge to take hold of her.
When the salt was gone Lili sat back on her heels to drink the shot. As she did Rob stood and grabbed the lime. He held it up, just out of reach so that she had to also stand.
‘You want it.’ Rob said. ‘Come and get it.’ And he held the lime out to her. His eyes were burning deep into her, challenging her to make a move. When she did he was ready. He cupped his hand around the back of her neck and fisted her hair in his fingers. He pulled her head back, making her gasp. He pushed her back against the wall and ran the lime over her lips. He allowed her to suck its juices before he tossed it aside. He tugged her hair again, pulling her head back more until her face was tipped up towards him.
Before she could speak he kissed her. It was a kiss like neither of them had experienced before. Violent and passionate. Her back hit the wall and she gasped. His teeth grazed the inside of her lips as she sucked him in. Rob pulled away, leaving her panting. Still holding her in position by her hair he moved his lips to her jaw. His lips kissed, his tongue flickered and his teeth nipped all the way along her jaw, down her throat to her collar bones. Lili arched her back to him. He matched her movement and pressed her harder against the wall. When she moved to push her hands into his hair he again grabbed her wrists. He pulled her arms up hard above her head. Then he started again. This time running his mouth up until he was back at her lips. By the time their mouths touched again he was on fire for her. He pulled away gasping.
Lili took her queue and slid her back down the wall so that she was kneeling before him. She looked up as he looked down so their eyes met again. She started to unbutton the fly of his jeans. Rob groaned and leaned his hands against the wall above her head. When his fly was open she tugged the jeans to release him. She ran her fingers down his considerable length and gripped him at the base.
‘Oh fuck!’ Rob groaned.
Lili licked her lips and took him into her mouth.
‘Jesus!’ He cried. But Lili showed him no mercy. She sucked and bit and squeezed until he could take no more. He shoved himself away from the wall and pulled Lili up. In a flash of movement he spun her around to face the wall and slammed her against it. He yanked her skirt up over her hips. Without bothering to remove her knickers he pushed her knees apart with his and took her. Pulling her knickers to one side he thrust into her hard.
‘Rob!’ Lili cried. ‘Holy fuck!’
His thrusts were hard. Lili was being shoved so hard against the wall she could barely breathe. His hot breath was fierce against the back of her neck.
‘Rob please!’ She cried.
‘You want it harder?’ He panted.
‘Yes!’
Rob obliged and started to lift her off her feet.
‘I need you to come for me, I want you with me!’ Rob gasped.
‘Oh Rob yes! God yes! Now, please, now!’

Simone was watching Jackson take his third shot. Seeing him lick the salt from the back of his hand had given her an idea. She waited until he had finished with his lime and picked up the salt.
‘Another?’ She offered.
‘Why the hell not?’ He grinned. He held his hand out to take the salt.
‘Oh no.’ Simone said. ‘We’ll do it my way this time.’ She put the salt pot down and cleared the low coffee table that was in front of them. Then, making sure Jackson was watching, she took her tee shirt off. Oh Jackson was watching, he was hypnotised.
Simone threw the tee to him. He caught it and buried his face in it. With a smile she undid her jeans and pulled them down just a little. Then she lay down on the table. Still watching him she poured a little salt into her navel and a little more between her breasts. Jackson bunched the tee up in his fist, his knuckles whitening. He was hovering on the edge on his seat.
Simone put the salt pot down and nodded. Jackson sprang forward. He sank to his knees and let his eyes drink her in. Fucking hell she was stunning. Where to start?
He decided to start at the top and work down. Simone lay still while he flicked his tongue over her lips. When he nudged at her mouth she parted her lips and let him in. While they kissed his hand traced a rambling pattern over her bare skin, making sure he didn’t disturb the salt. Finishing with her mouth he continues down to the salt that was waiting at her cleavage. Simone was chewing her lip trying not to cry out. His tongue was hot, his breath sweet on her half naked body.
Jackson slowly licked the first puddle of salt. Then he took the shot and quickly dispatched it. Simone took the lime wedge from him before he could do anything with it. He watched her squeeze the juice onto her hard nipples.
‘Jeeze woman!’ He groaned. Leaning over her he licked the juice up and then sucked it from each nipple in turn.
‘Ummmm.’ Simone sighed.
From her breasts Jackson carried on to the second pile of salt that was waiting for him in her navel. He ran his tongue all around her stomach, rimming her navel and making her squirm. Quickly he sucked the salt up and reached for the shot. While he drank Simone tucked the lime wedge into the unbuttoned fly of her jeans.
Without a word Jackson sucked the lime dry. He pulled the shell from her fly and took hold of the denim. With one hard tug he had her jeans off, taking her knickers with them.
He shifted around so that he was kneeling at the foot of the table. He took hold of her knees and pulled them apart. Simone held her breath as she watched his head move forward.
‘Oh!’ she cried when he made contact. He took his time, lingering over every inch of her. He made sure he reached everywhere. Simone squirmed and arched her back. But he was on a mission. He upped the pace a little more, then a little more. When he pushed his fingers into her she started to come hard.
‘Did you like that darlin’’ He asked. ‘Do you want more?’
‘I’ll take whatever you can give me.’ Simone breathed.
‘Well in that case...’ Jackson stood and stripped off. Simone watched each item of clothing hit the floor. When he was naked he knelt down and pulled her closer, sliding her across the table. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
‘Can you take it?’ he growled.
‘Bring it on.’ And she clung on tighter.
‘You asked for it darlin’’ Jackson gripped her hips tightly and entered her hard. He pounded into her hard and fast. The table shook as their bodies slapped together again and again.
‘Oh...my...God!’ Simone cried as she started to come.