I don’t want to ruin your good night’s sleep, so while you sleep, I want to cook for you. I’m not a perfect chef, and my cooking is not as good as yours.
“Hot chef .” I think he laughed at what I told him.
He kissed me on the lips, and I kissed him on the face. He was quick to put his tongue in my mouth. The heart of his kiss to me.
” What you’re cooking, ” I said. If I didn’t stop him, he might burn his cooking, or I might get burned in the heat of his body.
I also wanted to make sure what I was cooking wasn’t too bad. I love the fact that I get to eat a lot of fresh garlic in my home because my grandfather and father also had a large garlic plantation. Grandfather famously owned DAVIS PLANTATION.
I laughed when I saw the noodles Arlo had cooked because it seemed so scary to swallow.
“What is that? What happened to that little piece of bread?” I asked.
He was even stunned and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Her mouth was open to see what he was cooking. I laughed at the look on his face as he turned his head to the side as if he had been struck by a lightning bolt.
“It looks delicious,” I told him he was ashamed.
We both looked at each other. I could see the disappointment in his eyes. I pinched his sharp nose.
“Babe, I’m sorry.” he apologized to me like he was a child that he bit his red lip.
“Don’t worry about cooking again. We can make it away. Why noodles did you think to cook? I thought you weren’t going to eat plantain?” I asked.
When I got there, it wasn’t bad at all. Just a little water will reduce its salinity.
“It’s delicious,” I told him.
“I’m going to eat you because you’re so good.” He hugged me around my waist and gave me a kiss on my neck.
“Arlo tickled me one more time, and I was hungry.” I Language. He’s like a cat.
He’s not listening to what I’m saying, but he’s still doing to me.
I couldn’t get enough of him because his hands were on my heart.
“I’m going to cook first; I’m hungry.” It was hard for me to speak because he was rubbing my chest.
He licked my neck until his kiss reached my head, and he gently licked it. I felt the heavy weight of his body on my back.
“Arlo, please stop it!” I rebuke him.
No matter what I said to him, he wouldn’t listen to me.
” Okay, ” I said, pulling out my stainless steel colander.
I was able to get my hands on Arlo’s hand when I didn’t realize he had opened the zipper of the short I was wearing.
Until he cut me short, I was able to put my finger in his mouth, and he was able to put his finger in my mouth. I didn’t want to kill him anymore because he was already killing me.
“Ahhhhh,” I mumbled as he inserted one of his fingers into my mouth.
“Will you tell me if I should stop?” he asked me.
“Don’t stop ahhh, Arlo, please Ahhh…”
“Please, for what, Lily?” he whispered to me.
“Don’t stop.” One of his hands crept inside the dress. As his finger caught the crown of my chest, he squeezed it.
He moved his finger inside of me. He didn’t stop until I called his name.
“I’m cumming, ahhh shu*t!” I’m cheap and grumpy.
I tightened my hold on the sink because my knees were shaking and weak. Arlo’s head was on my back. When my hot juice came out, I was able to breathe freely, but I was still gasping for breath.
