Jake pushes the cream cannelloni into my mouth, almost choking me with the amount he’s picked up from the plate. I struggle to push him away, stifling a giggle but he tries to ram it in further, close to choking me. I lift my hand and push him off, taking half out of my mouth and dropping it on the napkin in front of me, attempting to chew what’s already there. He stuffs some into his own mouth, seemingly oblivious to what he’s done to me.

“What is this deal you have with ramming food in my mouth?” I finally say, shoving his shoulder playfully. He leans around attempting another go at pushing more into my mouth, but I turn away. “Jake!” I scold, pushing his hand back, he shrugs redirecting it into his own mouth instead.

“Feeding you is part of taking care of you.” He smiles but I only look at him with disbelief.

“There’s feeding someone … You know like sexily in the movies? And then there’s your version of trying to ram my mouth full in one fell swoop and almost choking me to death.” I laugh.

“Seeing how much you can fit in there.” He winks suggestively, and I turn crimson as I get what he means.

Oh boy … we have never crossed the whole ‘me giving him oral pleasure’ yet, I wouldn’t even know how, and he’s never tried to initiate it. He’s never mentioned it despite doing it to me so many times. Is this a hint?

“Before your overactive brain starts going on a time out, thinking I want you to drop your face in my lap right now; I don’t.” He looks at me pointedly, always able to read me before I even finished thinking it. “You’ll get there when you’re ready and if you don’t then it’s not an issue.” He picks up another piece of cannelloni and points it toward my mouth. I shake my head and watch him eat it instead. For some reason, eating our meals on or in his bed cross legged lately has started to become the norm.

We’re in stages of undress again after coming home and making out on the couch. Actually, more grinding and squirming hotly on the couch and trying to stop his wandering hands incase Nora appeared. His lust led to the bedroom soon after as he was unable to function knowing I had no underwear on, and it was obvious with the speed in which he got me naked.

a Jake favorite. I’m full to bursting and his bed looks like a food explosion happened. I’m wearing his shirt over my nakedness and he’s

thin and seem to have a fast metabolism, I like seeing you fed.” He smiles at me before another attempt at pushing food my way. “Something sexy about

you with your endless stomach.” I laugh, this time he aims at my nose smearing cream down my face then dives on top of me to lick it back off. I squeal and wriggle as his weight flattens me to the bed, his mouth sucking parts of my face the cream didn’t even touch, he’s trying to rub more on me that has smeared up his hand from my fighting him off. I squeal his name in objection, wriggling

he sets his hands down either side of my head to take his weight. My

it, men never grow up, baby.” He picks up pieces of cannelloni and throws it toward the plate, the sticky mess on the sheets making him frown. I look around

is a total mess.”

good luck with getting comfy in it.” He grins, leaning down to kiss me again. I stop and sigh, reminded that he’s leaving in a couple of hours, suddenly morose over that fact. It’s only for one night but it’s the why he’s going and the fact we haven’t been

it and stay home

she’ll just keep trying to

calling with her huffs and demands as though she

than hell and he grins

just run away with you and forget anything about responsibility.” He frowns too, flopping down beside me on the bed then

up looking over his shoulder at the splodge of cream down his back and sends me into

the bed and grabs a towel to clean it off, he surveys the mess we’ve made, seeing the gravy spills from the steak

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