“I should feed everyone.”
“Nope. I will do that. Your only job tonight is to please me.”
She eyed him for a long moment. “To please you?”
“Yep,” he said as he got the animals’ dinner ready. “To please me. And to do that, you need to part your legs and pull up the bottom of your dress.”
Her heart raced. He wasn’t serious, was he?
But the look he shot her showed her that he was.
Oh heck. She was in trouble here.
“You might want to do that. Now. Before I find that wooden spoon.”
Maya hastily drew up her dress and parted her legs as he started chopping up veggies and beef.
“Hmm, that’s quite all right.” Matthieu stared at her, tapping his chin. “Bring your feet up so they rest on the edge of the counter. Keep them nice and wide and lean back.”
Holy heck.
He was torturing her. She was sure of it. But she moved into position. He now had an excellent view of her pussy.
“That’s better. Now, I have some inspiration.”
Every time he moved past her, he would stop and play with her clit, or he would lean down and run his tongue along her slit. The first time she’d moved, she’d gotten a sharp spank to her pussy and told to stay still.
“Such a pretty little doll for your papa,” he told her. “Sitting there nice and still and letting him do whatever he wants to you.” This time, when he approached her, he pressed a finger deep inside her. A small gasp left her lips as he pushed his finger in and out. Then another finger.
When he pulled them out, his fingers were coated with her excitement. He licked them slowly.
“Better than any dessert,” he told her.
After peeling a carrot, he held it up. “I wonder what this would taste like after being inside your pussy.”
Holy heck.
He wouldn’t.
And he didn’t. But she wasn’t entirely sure that was a line he wouldn’t cross. Or that it was a line she didn’t want him to cross.
“If I put this carrot in the freezer, I could pull it out in a few hours and have you warm it up for me,” he told her.
This was too much. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take.
But then dinner was ready and he placed one full plate on the table before turning to pick her up.
He carried her over to the table.
“Why is there only one plate?” she asked as he set her down a chair to the right of the plate of food.
“Because we’re sharing.” He undid his pants and drew them down, revealing his thick cock.
Maya couldn’t help but lick her lips.
Yummy.
“Like what you see, Spitfire?” he asked.