Sinful Desires(steamiest Short stories)
He crossed his arms and waited, and slowly I bent over and offered him my bare ass.
“Pretty thing,” he said, staring at me, moving the string of the apron aside to further admire my nakedness. “How often do you cook in the nude?”
“Just when I’m baking,” I whispered, bending over as far as I could, feeling my hair tickling my toes. “I only like to bake naked.”
“So every time we’ve had cookies...”
“Yes, and cakes, and zucchini bread—”
He ran one hand over my ass, then gave me a light slap. “That seems sort of naughty to me.”