Share

chapter 34

“Watching you eat it does.” I blow out a breath and have my own spoonful.

“Cake’s not the only thing I’ve been looking forward to tasting.” She looks over her shoulder at me mischievously.

“There won’t be any of that,” I reprimand her. “We need every drop of my baby batter to end up where it’s supposed to.”

“Baby batter?”“Is daddy sauce better? How about erectoplasm?”

She chuckles. “I prefer the band names. Like Pearl Jam.”

“Yeah. And 10cc. They say that’s apocryphal because 10cc is apparently twice the amount a man ejaculates. I don’t agree. I think I could have filled a fifty-gallon whisky barrel by myself ten minutes ago.”

That makes her laugh.

“Actually,” I add, kissing her neck, “my favorite band name for it is The Lovin’ Spoonful.”

“I like that.”

I offer her some more chocolate cake. She opens her mouth, and I deliberately bump the spoon against her nose before sliding it between her lips.

She flicks me a wry look, removes the chocolate from the bridge of her nose with a finger,
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status