Jake watches Layla's starstruck look as she stares at him. Layla nods dumbly, she is sure they are probably delicious but all she can taste is his finger tips.
She grabs a dumpling nervously, her hand slaking as she raises it to his lips.
He opens his thin lips and takes the food in his mouth.
She has fed him many times, she even just fed him this morning, but never had it felt so……. so sensual. She doesn't know if it is because she is sitting on his lap feeling his bulge against her thigh, or if it's his large hand holding her waist so that her body is pressed against his strong chest, maybe it is his hot breath against her neck or maybe it is his burning gaze that is igniting her soul.
She bites her bottom lip to stop herself from moaning.
Is this when eating turns into forep
