Seventh Seduction
Slamming me against the wall, my skirt hiked up, pounding into me until my legs gave out.
But he just nodded, picking up his fork. "This looks perfect. You've outdone yourself again."
I hovered, wiping an imaginary spot on the table. "Is there anything else you need, sir? Dessert? Or... something more?"
God, that sounded desperate. My cheeks heated. He chewed thoughtfully, savoring the bite. "No, this will do. Though, tell me, how's that new recipe book I got you? Any inspirations?"
Inspirations? I wanted to scream. Inspire me by bending me over this chair, fucking me senselessly. Your cock deep inside, hard and fast, making me beg. I shifted my weight, the friction between my thighs sending
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