blog. The recipes for the book were all new.
Addie wouldn’t let anyone call her a chef. She was a home cook, nothing else. Darla moved the camera so that it went right up close to the brownies.
Shaun watched as she spread the brownies out in the pan, and licked the spoon. He held in a groan as his cock twitched. Tonight he was going to feel her lips wrapped around his cock. He’d been fantasizing about her lips around his cock. One of his favorite things to do just lately was lick out her creamy pussy.
He had plans to have her screaming his name as he tongued her pussy, and at the same time, he hoped she licked his dick.
“Cut,” Darla said, giggling. “I’ll never get bored of that.”
“Cut?”
“I’ve got to wait for the brownies to bake. In about fifteen minutes I’ll do the next step. Until then, I get to clean, yay.”
Before he got a chance to say anything to her, someone entered her apartment.
“Damn, you’re baking brownies and you didn’t invite me?” Dean asked, shouting out.
Shaun watched as Darla stumbled, and caught herself on the counter.
“You okay?” he asked.
Darla was a sweetheart, and he liked her because she was so damn good to his woman. Addie looked from Dean then to Darla.
Shaun looked at Dean, and saw he was staring at Darla as if he wanted to eat her. Darla was looking everywhere but at him. That was interesting. Glancing over at his woman, he saw Addie was smiling.
“Shaun, I wanted to talk to you about something,” she said, grabbing his arm.
Following his woman toward their bedroom, he looked behind him to see Dean walk up to Darla. There was no confidence in his movements, and he looked nervous more than anything.
“What’s going on?” he asked.
“Nothing. I just want to give them ten minutes while we wait for the brownies to finish.”
“Something is going on with Dean and Darla?”
“Hell yeah.”
Addie closed the bedroom door and leaned against it. “Something is seriously going on with them.”
“Like what?”
“They have been together. You know, together-together. ”
“I can see that. Did you see the way he was looking at her?” Shaun asked, closing the distance and cupping her waist.
“Yeah, I saw. He wanted to eat her, and that wasn’t all. He wanted a lot more.” Addie tilted her head back, and smiled up at him.
“I wonder what we can do to help?”
“Give them space, and give them a chance to explore each other. Darla’s nervous about having more with him.”
“I can see that. Who can trust a model? It’s just strange.”
She slapped his chest. “Don’t be mean. I could say the same about you. You’re a ruthless businessman, and I don’t trust you at all.” She raised her brow, and he just couldn’t resist. He slammed his lips down on hers, and devoured her.
Addie opened up, and moaned as he plundered her mouth with his tongue. She grew soft against him, wrapping her arms around his neck, holding him close.
Biting her lip, he pulled away and saw her eyes were dilated.
“You better trust me,” he said.
“Yes, I do,” she said, sighing. “What are you doing to me?”
“Making you my wife.”
“I wonder if it would be easier if we were strangers.”
“I don’t.” He stroked her cheek, tracing his fingers down, passing her nipple, to touch her waist. “The last two weeks, they’ve been truly amazing.”
“We can’t keep our parents away forever.”
He groaned. “I know. They’re closing in. Did you see the interview your mother gave?” he asked.
Bruce had told him to watch the interview, which was being aired on all news channels. Addie’s mom had said that she was happy her daughter was playing. Seriously, playing at cooking. He’d been so damn angry with her condescending attitude. Shaun knew her mother hadn’t been the most supportive in her life, but he had no idea it had been this bad for her.
“I saw it, and I’m not surprised. She left me a voicemail telling me I was ruining the
Addie wouldn’t let anyone call her a chef. She was a home cook, nothing else. Darla moved the camera so that it went right up close to the brownies.
Shaun watched as she spread the brownies out in the pan, and licked the spoon. He held in a groan as his cock twitched. Tonight he was going to feel her lips wrapped around his cock. He’d been fantasizing about her lips around his cock. One of his favorite things to do just lately was lick out her creamy pussy.
He had plans to have her screaming his name as he tongued her pussy, and at the same time, he hoped she licked his dick.
“Cut,” Darla said, giggling. “I’ll never get bored of that.”
“Cut?”
“I’ve got to wait for the brownies to bake. In about fifteen minutes I’ll do the next step. Until then, I get to clean, yay.”
Before he got a chance to say anything to her, someone entered her apartment.
“Damn, you’re baking brownies and you didn’t invite me?” Dean asked, shouting out.
Shaun watched as Darla stumbled, and caught herself on the counter.
“You okay?” he asked.
Darla was a sweetheart, and he liked her because she was so damn good to his woman. Addie looked from Dean then to Darla.
Shaun looked at Dean, and saw he was staring at Darla as if he wanted to eat her. Darla was looking everywhere but at him. That was interesting. Glancing over at his woman, he saw Addie was smiling.
“Shaun, I wanted to talk to you about something,” she said, grabbing his arm.
Following his woman toward their bedroom, he looked behind him to see Dean walk up to Darla. There was no confidence in his movements, and he looked nervous more than anything.
“What’s going on?” he asked.
“Nothing. I just want to give them ten minutes while we wait for the brownies to finish.”
“Something is going on with Dean and Darla?”
“Hell yeah.”
Addie closed the bedroom door and leaned against it. “Something is seriously going on with them.”
“Like what?”
“They have been together. You know, together-together. ”
“I can see that. Did you see the way he was looking at her?” Shaun asked, closing the distance and cupping her waist.
“Yeah, I saw. He wanted to eat her, and that wasn’t all. He wanted a lot more.” Addie tilted her head back, and smiled up at him.
“I wonder what we can do to help?”
“Give them space, and give them a chance to explore each other. Darla’s nervous about having more with him.”
“I can see that. Who can trust a model? It’s just strange.”
She slapped his chest. “Don’t be mean. I could say the same about you. You’re a ruthless businessman, and I don’t trust you at all.” She raised her brow, and he just couldn’t resist. He slammed his lips down on hers, and devoured her.
Addie opened up, and moaned as he plundered her mouth with his tongue. She grew soft against him, wrapping her arms around his neck, holding him close.
Biting her lip, he pulled away and saw her eyes were dilated.
“You better trust me,” he said.
“Yes, I do,” she said, sighing. “What are you doing to me?”
“Making you my wife.”
“I wonder if it would be easier if we were strangers.”
“I don’t.” He stroked her cheek, tracing his fingers down, passing her nipple, to touch her waist. “The last two weeks, they’ve been truly amazing.”
“We can’t keep our parents away forever.”
He groaned. “I know. They’re closing in. Did you see the interview your mother gave?” he asked.
Bruce had told him to watch the interview, which was being aired on all news channels. Addie’s mom had said that she was happy her daughter was playing. Seriously, playing at cooking. He’d been so damn angry with her condescending attitude. Shaun knew her mother hadn’t been the most supportive in her life, but he had no idea it had been this bad for her.
“I saw it, and I’m not surprised. She left me a voicemail telling me I was ruining the
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