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.

I’m full to bursting and his bed looks like a food

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 a girl

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

laying all over me and he sets his hands down either side of my head to

it toward the plate, the sticky mess on

total mess.” I point out.

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 apart since we started

and leans in closer. “You make me want to cancel it and stay home with you, bambino.” His eyes come to mine and I try a happier look,

or she’ll just keep trying

with her huffs and demands as though

hell and he grins before poking me in

don’t do that … Or I’ll just run away with you and forget anything about responsibility.” He frowns too, flopping down beside me on the bed then

…? Ugghh.” He leans up looking over his shoulder at the splodge of

table.” I laugh as he slides off the bed and grabs a towel to clean it off, he surveys the mess we’ve made, seeing the gravy spills

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