He went to the kitchen and began preparing the food while I I got dressed in room. When I came out the dishes were served, just like he did at the camping site he pulled me to seat on his laps.
He was a good cook and all his meals teasted nice and this was not different, it was steak and fried veggies.
The smell of food filled the air. Aromas of pepper and garlic were enough to make me audibly moan. He looked up and smiled.
The food was amazing, as I expected. I looked over at him and saw his dark eyes just sinking into me. I smiled as I took a piece of steak into my mouth. The entire meal was wonderful and completely filled with s****l tension
I stood and took the dishes to the sink. As I began washing them, he walked into the room. Since he did the cooking the least I could do was cl
