Chapter 76 Vignette 70
She was stirring the stew like an expert. Clothed in only hubby’s oversized shirt, tits bouncing bare beneath the shirt like it needed attention.
She was just humming to herself when she felt strong arms snake around her waist.
He kissed her cheek and inhaled. “Mm, smells good," he murmured against her ear.
"The food or me?" she teased without turning.
"Both."
Before she could protest, he scooped her up like she weighed nothing. She squealed, laughing, but then…plop!...he set her right on the cool edge of the counter beside the stove.
Unfortunately, the “cool” edge wasn’t exactly cool. The metal was warm from the burner nearby.
Her eyes widened. “Ah! That’s hot!” She jumped, clutching her backside, glaring at him.
He doubled over, laughing. “Guess your buns are well done now.”
“Oh, you’re dead.” She smacked his chest, trying to fight her smile.
He caught her hand, tugged her close again. “Worth it.” His grin softened into a heated look, and the next moment his mouth was on hers… hotter than any stove.
She kissed him back, hands lifting up to his neck.
His hand slid under her shirt and grabbed her ass… also bare. Then he stuck one finger in her pussy.
She moaned.
“I see you still want more even after all the orgasms I gave you last night.”
She blushed.
He slapped her ass and she giggled.
“It's okay.” He smirked. “Finish preparing breakfast. But it's you I will have for breakfast.”
He slapped her ass again before she pulled away, blushing and chuckling.