Published: September 25th 2025, 8:02:01 pm
You walk into the kitchen and stop in the doorway…
I’m standing at the counter, swaying my hips as I stir your dinner.
The smell of food fills the air, but your eyes are fixed on me instead—
and when I glance back over my shoulder with a slow smile…
I can tell you’ve already forgotten about being hungry.
You step closer, your hands sliding around my waist as I set the spoon down…
I whisper, “Dinner can wait…”
and press back against you,
just to see how badly you’ve been craving me instead. 😈