A continuation of the kitchen antics from my peeps, Nate and Miranda. Coming soon from Ellora's Cave's Moderne line.
She pushed an errant curl away from her face and flattened her chest against his until he groaned. "Ignore my stomach," she said against his mouth, nipping at his lower lip.
He thought about it for a second. He could reheat the food no problem, but when her stomach rumbled again, he sighed and let her slide down his body. "C'mon, let me feed you then we can take care of another hunger."
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