This woman, god, this fucking woman.
When I finally remember my own name, I pull Ash up and deliver a kiss I didn’t think I was capable of.
“God, you...” I run my fingers through her hair, brushing my tongue and lips against hers over and over. I’m officially obsessed. One almighty orgasm was all it took.
“What about me?”
I halt all movement, gazing into her big, beautiful eyes. “Just, you.” I smile. “How do you feel?”
“Hungry,” she responds point blank.
“For pancakes?”
She shakes her head.
“Omelets?” I try again.
“Nope.” Ash bats her long thick eyelashes seductively.
“Oh, a second helping of that?” My smile broadens, and my dick stirs.
She nods, a bit bashfully and a bit boldly.
“I can definitely serve that up.” I climb on top of her heated body. “With a cherry on top.”