"Brownie, wake up! Wake up, sleeping beauty," I said blithely, sat on Clark's hips and started bouncing up and down. Clark rubbed his eyes and slowly turned. He froze halfway and I felt something very hard poking me down there when I continued to jump on him, so I greeted cheerfully, "Well, hello there Tommy! Good morning!"
"f**k, stop whatever the f**k you're doing." Clark groaned and caught my hips.
"Right, sorry," I mumbled while clumsily trying to get off, but Clark's arms circled around my waist, holding me in place.
"No, just stay here," he said in a husky voice and my breath hitched when I felt his growing bulge.
"I uh can't. I have to get up because today for a change, the amazing chef George made you breakfast!" I enthusiastically reached out for the tray of food and placed
