Thursday, 2 March 2017

The Dark and Dirty Side ***GIVEAWAY***

Love, Passion and Power: Part 1

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“This looks delicious. Who taught you how to cook?” I twirled the pasta around on my fork and shoved it into my mouth in a most unladylike fashion.

            “Oh… I’ve always known how to cook. I just pretended I didn’t so this cute girl would come to my house to teach me how and eventually fall in love with me.” His grin grew as he paused then wink at me. I burst out laughing and nearly spat half-chewed spaghetti across the table at him.
            “Watch it; you don’t want to take my eye out now. I need them to see what I’m doing back in the bedroom.”
            “Speaking of back in the bedroom…” He looked up at me, spaghetti sitting primed and ready on his fork mid-air. “I think we should ah, maybe… I think we should explore other avenues this evening. Maybe alternative entrances... to put it delicately.”
            “You want me to do you up the butt?” Surprised as hell, but already I could tell by the twinkle in his eye that he was extremely excited and turned on as well.
            “Well from what I understand you need to work up to that kind of thing. Start with narrower, smaller things first, stretch it out. No?” He nodded. “So maybe tonight you could, uh, show me what it feels like to have something there and start working me up to the, ah… main attraction. I’ve heard that butt-plugs can be handy for this kind of thing.” I popped another forkful of food into my mouth and watched him from beneath my lashes.
            “Yes.” He swallowed his food. “They can be. But I’ve never found the need for them. I can get you ready in many other ways.” And he wiggled his fingers in a playful and promising way.
            “Well…” I said, taking a sip of my wine, hoping to calm my nerves. I crossed my legs as the ache and need for him bloomed and blossomed, yet again. “I have complete faith in your abilities. I trust you to… uh, bring me over to the dark side.”

            A salacious smile spread across his lips. “Oh, baby, the dark and dirty side… you’re going to love it.”

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