Chefs Kiss Meme Novels & Stories

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

Jenny takes my mouth in a hot and steamy kiss as Chef comes around and serves us our food, shaking his head from side to side as he says, "I can tell you right now that the meat is seasoned way too much." Jenny just giggles, making my cock grow more for her. "Chef, just worry about your own cooking. If they don't like our cooking, we will let you go back to it." Chef smiles. "Of course, ma'am." When he leaves Jenny looks over at Annie, giggling as she says, "We're doing this, right?" Annie giggles right with her as she nods. "Yes sis, we are doing this."

Exactly the way Elvis hated it. His whole body locked up as he blinked rapidly after a rapid blink at the dish. His throat bobbed. Anyone with basic intelligence could see he was seconds from throwing up. His fingers curled on the table, knuckles whitening as he tried to hold himself together. I arched a brow, parting my lips in fascination at how violently he reacted to something so… mild. Master Chef Vadim and his daughter, Vera, joined the line of chefs, adding sides—sour cream mashed potatoes, other steaming assortments.

Then he kissed the top of my head, soft and warm, like it had nothing to do with the fact that I was melting. I shoved another potato in my mouth to hide the groan. “Wanna fuck?” “What?” He raised an eyebrow. “Tasty food, that’s what I said.” “Yeah. I wanna fuck you. I’ll definitely fuck you tonight.” I paused mid-chewing, eyes wide in shock. So he heard me? Of course, he did. My cheeks turned instantly red. “Go on, eat,” he said. 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Until— Suddenly, I felt arms wrap around my waist. “Good morning, my Chef Wife,” he whispered close to my ear. It tickled, and when I turned to look at him—our lips accidentally touched. My eyes widened. “Hey! That was just an accident!” He chuckled. “You sure you don’t want a morning kiss?” I shook my head. “Nope. That was purely accidental.” He didn’t budge. Instead, he pinned me between his arms, leaning over the sink. I still had the ladle in my hand, and I couldn’t push him away.

Kathleen did her best not to stare at her friends in envy. Two men that were passing saw the girls kissing and stopped. They whistled at them, before one of them yelled. "Ladies can I join?! I would love to be in the middle of that, and show you what a real dick is!" Chloe stopped kissing her wife to show the men her middle finger. "That is right baby, I would love to fuck you, and show you what real pleasure is!"

She took out her phone and sent a message to Gisselle , "What would you like to eat? I'll bring it home for you." Several minutes passed before Gisselle replied to the message, "I'm also out partying. Just eat and have fun, then you can go home. Don't worry about me~" Chelsea asked, "With Broderick?" Gisselle posted an "I am speechless" emoji and then replied, "With Dr. Kemp!" Chelsea smiled and said, "Patience finally brought its rewards?" Gisselle replied, "Speaking of the importance of having excellent cooking skills." Chelsea thought for a moment and sent a message to Russell, "Have you eaten yet?"

She winked at me. Okay, I liked Jesse's mom. Following them in, I nudged Jesse. "Go lick your mom," I whispered. "She probably misses you." He gave me the stink-eye. "A wolf would never lick someone other than their mate. It's a method of kissing for them," Jesse's mom told me as we approached her small but clean kitchen. She pulled a plate of chocolate chip cookies from the microwave, and my mouth watered just at the smell of them. It had been way too long since I had chocolate anything.

"Kissing involves two lips touching, not teeth and lips touching—" "But your lip will touch mine, right? Maybe just a little. Isn't that the case?" she pressed. "No, that's not the case. My teeth would touch your lip, not my lip—" "Oh my God!" She gasped dramatically, her hands covering her mouth. "You practice cannibalism! You want to eat me?!"

Kelsey's mouth was wide opened and she flipped her eyes to prove her point. Julie rubbed her face, "God ... I don't think I want to hear the details so early in the morning, but ... good to know," she replied sarcastically. Kelsey laughed again, "And you know what else?" it was a question that didn't need an answer. "He cooks!! He's an aspiring Chef and he's going to have his own restaurant chain and everything ... he was blabbering about it last night, the whole bit and pieces but I just couldn't wait to get his cock inside me ... and my godddd ..." she made another face that made Julie grimaced in slight disgust.