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Kaden states. The guy just places the basket on the table and leaves. 'All of them?" I question in shock. Kaden just nods with a smile. I blush and take out a rose, pressing it to my nose and take a sniff; it's so beautiful. Our deserts arrive; a vanilla cheesecake with cherry syrup for Kol, poached pears and creme freche for Kaden and warm chocolate brownie and ice cream for me. "So, Katerina.. How are you feeling about the impending birth?" Kaden asks over his desert.

Aaron and Cersei sat at a table by the water, their feet buried in the sand. The waiter arrived with their breakfast order, placing a large platter of fresh fruit in front of them. There were slices of juicy watermelon, sweet pineapple, and tangy oranges arranged in a colorful display. Next to the fruit was a basket of freshly baked pastries, still warm from the oven. There were croissants, pain au chocolat, and danishes, all flaky and buttery. Cersei took a bite of the croissant, savoring the delicate layers of pastry. "This is so delicious," she said with a smile.

I make my way to the fruit stand, exchanging a subtle sign with the vendor. “I’ll take a basket of persimmons, hibiscus, apples, and watermelon,” I say. As he hands me the basket, I slip the letters into his hand. He nods discreetly as he tucks them slyly in his coat. I pay him for the fruits before moving on. At the balm stand, an elderly woman, Aria, greets me warmly. “Grand Luna Eve is well, I hope?” “She’s fine,” I reply. “Just complaining about her joints.”

I said through gritted teeth. “How about I give you the surprise that I’ve been saving for last?” Lucas asked. My eyes lit up at his words, forgetting the angry feeling I felt just a few seconds ago. “A surprise? What is it? Give it to me now!” My heart raced excitedly like a child who had been promised a trip to the theme park. Lucas smirked before getting to his feet and walking towards the fridge. He took out a small basket of purple fruits. “Surprise!” Lucas said, walking towards the counter with the basket of fruits. “I got you the fruits you wanted.”

"I need you to go to the kitchen and gather some things for us. Fruits, bread, stew, vegetables. Anything fresh that is available. Have them pack everything in a basket and wrap it properly so it travels well." Sussane's eyebrows rose slightly but she nodded. "Yes, Cassian. Right away." She hurried out of the room, clearly curious but too well-trained to ask questions. I turned to Cassian, my confusion only growing. "What is this all about? Why do we need food packed in a basket?" Instead of answering, he leaned forward and kissed me. Just a brief press of his lips against mine, soft and quick. But it sent warmth flooding through me despite everything that had happened today.

She pushed the lamb around with her fork, barely tasting the one bite she forced down. Dante ate with precise, unhurried movements. The rhythm of his knife slicing through meat, the deliberate clink of his fork against porcelain, was maddeningly calm. It was as though nothing in the world could disturb him. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “Do you know why I demanded that kiss from you?” Her fork froze midway to her mouth. She set it down carefully, her throat tightening. “Because you enjoy controlling people?” A chuckle rumbled low in his chest. “Control is useful, yes. But a kiss…” He leaned back, his eyes glinting. “A kiss doesn’t lie. Your lips tell me more than your words ever will

"Eat. Your body gave a lot today. Now is the time to receive." She accepted, biting softly into the fruit. The sweet taste burst on her tongue. As if every sensation now were more vivid, more colorful. Yusuf repeated the gesture, offering a slice of peach, then a cut strawberry. He fed her with the calm of one who cultivates intimacy in silence. After a few minutes, she held his hand, stopping him from taking more fruit. "Thank you," she whispered. "For not letting me fall after." He entwined his fingers with hers and brought her hand to his lips, kissing the back of it.

He looked at her as if he was in love with her, making her chest rise and collapse with deep breaths. ​Buck leaned down slowly and finally kissed her lips. ​Frostina felt her brain short-circuit as she melted into a heavy puddle against his chest. The kiss was starving and deep, and he tasted like all she imagined he would in this secluded place. Frostina opened her mouth eagerly, inviting his tongue inside, allowing him to kiss her like a dying man finally tasting sweet water. ​Buck lowered her gently onto his thick wool cloak spread across the sand, then placed the wooden ornament carefully aside at a safe distance.

" What?? What nonsense is this? I don't want any gift as dues. I wanted you to give me a kiss. " " Open the bag, Mr Fiance... " " No !! I want kisses. " " Open the bag, I will give you kisses." I smiled and opened the bag but my smile dropped as soon as I saw what it was... " This is not done. I don't want them." " But you said you wanted kisses. " " I wanted kisses from you. Real kisses, not these Hershey's chocolate named as Kes. " " But you said you want me to give you kisses... "

Picking her up he laid on the table next to the bowls of fruit, a quick tug and her shorts were on the floor, ‘I’ve always wanted to do this’ He told her spreading her legs wide he dipped a large strawberry into the honey then stroked down her sex then devoured it and her. Lissa was lost in a world of erotic sensations as he experimented with different fruits honey and even jam. He licked and sucked with abandon making her come repeatedly watching her intensely as she did then picking up the last strawberry he rubbed it against her lips until she bit into it. Leaning down he bit the rest of it and then kissed her thrusting his hard cock into her at the same time he swallowed her scream of pl