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Ryan sucked him deep, throat working, tongue swirling, making obscene slurping noises while one hand kept stroking the base. Kai’s head fell back, loud broken moans spilling out nonstop. “oh fuck— Ryan— oh god— your mouth...fuck me... fuck—!” Ryan pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting his lips to Kai’s throbbing cock. “You taste so fucking good. Love how you moan like that. Don’t hold back, baby. Let me hear you.” He took him deep again, bobbing faster, one finger teasing Kai’s hole at the same time. Kai was trembling, whimpering, hips bucking into Ryan’s mouth when Ryan suddenly stood up, kissing him so he could taste himself.

That means today Kyunghee will be late to pick up Hana. From a distance, the corner of my eye saw a shop selling tteokbokki with various levels of spiciness. I still remember, Hana used to love spicy food so much that she was able to break records by eating the spiciest level of tteokbokki, even sometimes she used to prank me by challenging me to a race to eat the damned food with her. Of course I'll never win against her because I don't like spicy food at all. My stomach will immediately hurt if I eat even a little of that spicy food.

“Noted, Miss Olivia. Anything else?” I hesitated, then smiled a little, feeling oddly shy about the last part. “I, uh… I have a guilty pleasure for spicy food. Like really spicy. Especially Korean food. Tteokbokki, ramyeon, kimchi—if it burns, I’ll probably love it.” Her eyes lit up in surprise. “Ah! Very well, miss. I’ll inform the kitchen.” “Thank you,” I said, already climbing the stairs before she could add another polite question.

God, she tasted like sin coated with deliciousness. “S-sir…” Her moans were broken as she started to move her hips, riding my tongue like she couldn't get enough, and fuck I loved it. I slid a finger in along with my tongue, teasing her g-spot and she cried out in pleasure as she arched her back.

she said proudly, placing another container down, "something spicy to make your day a little spicier." I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms. "I know your true intentions." "Oh really?" she asked. "Yes. You're trying to make me cry while eating spicy food so you can blame the tears on the pepper." She burst into laughter. "You're too smart for your own good." I pulled the food closer. "Unfortunately for you, I enjoy spicy food." "That explains your personality." I gasped. "Are you calling me spicy?" "I didn't say that."

You're good at cooking…'' ''That's because my mate likes spicy grilled meat…'' ''But... Won't this burn Kefira's stomach? She's sick, isn't this dangerous for her?'' ''Keffy and Gavriel usually eat many times spicier than this. Only this level of spiciness will not affect them.” ''What?! It's so hot, it's spicier than this. Are you sure you won't torture the person who ate it?!"

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I couldn't resist teasing him. Gustaf frowned as he walked, looking disconcerted by this slip of the tongue. "I'm sorry, I thought you'd like to eat what everyone else would eat, you can order whatever you want when you arrive, and... "I love burgers, but a lot of the guys I've dated don't find a woman eating a burger sexy "I explained, receiving an amused look in return. "Izzy, I'm a cook. What I find sexy is someone eating well and enjoying their meal. Especially if it's something I've prepared.

"That's right. Let's dig in first and not talk about unhappy things for now, Amanda." Forget Cynthia, because even I was finding it hard to restrain myself. Chili con carne, black pepper chicken chop, spicy grilled chicken kebab, rindswurst, spicy smoked beef brisket, spicy shredded beef… There were simply too many delicious dishes on the table to count, but there was nothing among them that wasn't either spicy or greasy. Of course, such a spread was also basically an express ticket to hell for patients with cervical cancer. However, I could tell these were all ordered via takeout at a glance.

I didn’t need to start mourning his departure just yet. I walked into the crowd, stopping at different shops to get things. I got to a stall where they sold tteokbokki, a Korean snack. I requested a spicy plate and stood in front of the stall waiting for the man to give me my portion. I first had this with Marcus during our trip to South Korea. Marcus was a foodie; it was one of the many sides of him I discovered during our time together. He loves spicy food, and I had been so scared to try it and had spat out my first bite, unable to stomach how spicy it was.