Page 48 of Safe and Sound

“What about me?”

“What are you going to eat?”

“More of your fanny later.”

“While I won’t object to that, you need something heartier.”

Leaning around her, I grabbed the container with the Steak Diane. “This should do.”

“Yes, you need your protein to keep up your stamina,” she remarked.

“I can assure you that you never have to worry about my stamina.”

“Lucky me,” she purred.

She then turned her attention back to the contents of the fridge. After rooting around for a few seconds, Ava grabbed out a large container of fruit along with two bottles of water. She then bypassed me to deposit them on the table.

When the microwave dinged, I grabbed her food out before popping mine in. As I started over to the table, Ava leaned over the cutlery drawer, causing one of her luscious tits to pop out. “Oops,” she giggled before covering it back up.

But it was too late. My cock was already stirring to life again. After tossing her container on the table, I grabbed Ava by the hips. Her mouth popped wide in surprise. “What are you doing?”

I hoisted her up on the table. “I want you.”

“One flash of my boob has you hard again?”

“You make me insatiable.”

“But I’m hungry,” she pouted.

Glancing at the fruit bowl, a wicked thought entered my mind. I dug out a chunk of cantaloupe. Cupping Ava’s cheek with my hand, I brought the piece to her lips. “Eat,” I commanded.

“What if I don’t like cantaloupe?” she challenged.

“Eat it anyway.”

She had the audacity to wrinkle her nose at me. Jerking her chin at the bowl, she countered, “I want the pineapple.”

Fuck. I needed more than a night with this woman. I wanted to break her until she didn’t dare to question me. I wanted her to want to please me before she thought of what she wanted.

“It’ll never happen, fuckboy,” she said with a gleam in her eye.

“Excuse me?”

“Whatever fantasy you have of me bending to your every whim, it’ll never happen.”

A laugh burst from my lips. “Jaysus, woman, how the hell did you know what I was thinking?”

She grinned. “Remember I can read you. I saw the wheels turning in your head.”

“What if I made it where you wanted to bend to my whim because I gave you so much pleasure?”

Placing her hands on my face, she countered, “And what ifImade it to where you wanted to bend to my whim becauseIgave you so much pleasure?”

“I could live with that.”

With a playful roll of her eyes, Ava replied, “I call bullshit.” As her thumb traced my bottom lip, she said, “There’s no way you’re giving up total control for me.”

“We could always compromise. I give a little and you give a little.”

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