YILEYNA
We broke apart, my arousal scenting the air and the large poky thing that was pressing against my stomach told me I wasn’t the only one who was turned on.
"As much as skipping dinner sounds very appealing, I am starved." I whispered, running my hand over his package.
His eyes blazed and he kissed my neck hungrily, making me whimper.
"I plan to have you for dessert anyway." He replied. His hand was still holding the side of my neck and face as he moved back slightly, his face inches from mine, our eyes locked.
I looked away from his intense amber eyes and led the way to the table. I took a seat, then Theon sat down opposite me, scanning the table.
"I never knew you could cook. Unless of course, it just looks good… I’m mentally prepared to be food poisoned."
I gave him a point
