Chapter 8
“Do you want some help?” I ask him, feeling my heart fluttering from the thought of us cooking together. It’s something that I wouldn’t mind doing every night.
Luke waves his hand, “No, you just sit there and be gorgeous,”
he responds, his smooth voice hinted with authority. “I’m taking
care of you. I don’t want you to lift a finger.”
The way he’s taking over and his eagerness to look after me has my pussy tingling and throbbing with more need. I’m desperate
to feel him inside of me, stretching me, pounding into me as he
takes my virginity.
If he wasn’t standing over a hot stove right now, I’d rip off his
pants and beg him to claim me right here in the kitchen.
Just as I’m getting lost in the image of us naked and writhing
against the countertop, Luke finishes cooking and starts to fix
our plates. “Follow me,” he instructs me and leads me to
another room.
“Ok,” I respond, feeling a little disappointed that I won’t be able
to watch him moving around the kitchen any longer.
My stomach growls lowly as I’m following behind him,
Chapter 8
reminding me that I have a different hunger that needs to be
satisfied. “It smells delicious,” I say, glancing around the
enormous, luxurious dining room.
It’s the size of two dining areas with a huge, golden chandelier hanging above. Squarely in the middle of it is a huge, exotic wooden table that’s already set with crisp, white linen and silverware. The moonlight beaming through the large bay
window bounces off the walls causing an almost romantic glow
in the room.
“Thanks,” Luke says and pulls out one of the chairs for me to sit. “It’s one of my favorite dishes, but it doesn’t taste as good as you.”
He places our plates down and then grabs my waist before I can get a chance to sit down. He pulls me in close and kisses me. The kiss is hard and filled with insatiable hunger, leaving me breathless and unable to think.
His warm tongue slides against mine and I moan deep into his mouth. My hips grind into his pelvis, desperate to feel his hardened cock against me. I groan louder and a shudder slinks down my spine when his thick head bumps into my aching pussy.
. I’m on the verge of pulling my dress up and begging him to fuck
me on the table when he breaks free of our passionate
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