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Chapter 2 – Decadent Desserts
RPOV

My days were unusually lengthy when Jake wasn't around. I found that I either sat around and waited for the time to pass or I simply baked. It was a glorious feeling to make something from scratch and have it turn out exactly the way you wanted it to.

Of course they didn't always turn out this way. In fact, I attempted to make chocolate melting moments and they turned out like globs of butter seeping off the baking tray… suffice to say I've never tried making melting moments again.

I've become somewhat of a bake-aholic. However, when Jake is here, needless to say, I don't have much use for the kitchen as much as I do for the bedroom. There is no taming a man like Jake. He's wild and passionate and exciting. Sometimes I have to stop and tell myself, yes! You do deserve him!

Today just happened to be one of those lazy days where I have nothing but my mind to occupy my time. I started the day off as usual, waking up to make Jake's lunch – today, a ham salad sandwich. He was always useless in the kitchen. His idea of cooking was putting a tv dinner in the microwave and trying not to light it on fire. Oh, my helpless wolf-boy. What would he do without me? I chuckled to myself – he'd probably be a little helpless.

I figured that instead of moping around all day waiting for Jake, I'd take matters into my own hands. I had a devilish idea that I had been dying to try. Let's see, it was now 4:30pm, Jake would most likely be home at 5:30pm, given that five 'o'clock traffic was the same as always. Oh, what a deliciously tempting idea I had to surprise him with.

I grabbed the stereo remote and switched on my favourite radio station before prancing into the kitchen. Swaying my hips to the music, I leaned down, peering into the cupboard to find the silver mixing bowl. I was always one to use old fashioned methods – the fork, the butter and the bowl. It was always a good workout in my opinion. I began mashing the butter, all the while adding icing sugar into the mix. It had to be the right consistency – not too hard, not too soft and definitely not too easy to melt. That would not work out well for me.

I decided on Jakes favourite colouring, lustful red. Before I realized it, it was already quarter past five. I grinned – thinking up a brilliant way to get him to the bedroom…

JPOV

Well, I could tell you one thing about running a business – it was tedious. I loved the authority, but the mountains of paperwork just weren't worth it. I wanted to be out in the shop, fixing cars, fixing anything! Not stuck behind a desk sorting out invoices.

Highlight of my day – going home. Walking through the front door was always heaven. Ness would have cooked up a storm and I was ready to eat my through just about anything at this point. Pulling up to the driveway was a sense of relief. I knew from this point – my day would only go up.

Walking through the front door, I noticed that the usual home cooked aroma wasn't there and my face fell. Perhaps she didn't cook. As I stepped through the threshold, I stepped on something and it crushed under my foot. Bending down to pick up the small brown item, I noticed them lined up from the door – a breadcrumb trail. Curious, I examined the item and rolled my eyes – dog biscuits. She thought she was so funny sometimes. I followed the trail – knowing exactly where I was going; the bedroom.

I opened the door – wary of what was awaiting me and found Ness lying on the bed, her head propped up by her elbow. My mouth dropped. She had the red duvet covering her bottom half seductively and had managed to cover her perfect breasts in red icing.

"Hey, handsome." She winked. Motioning with her finger for me to come closer, "I thought you'd be hungry." She grinned.

"…Starving." I smiled salaciously. I undid my tie quickly, throwing it aside as I began unbuttoning my shirt while walking towards my demi-goddess. I didn't bother to remove my shirt – I just left it hanging limp on my body while I undid the button of my pants. Leaning over her, I pressed a ferocious kiss on her flawlessly sculpted lips. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my body before I sat on the bed. "What have we here?" I chuckled.

"I was feeling a little… kinky." She batted her lashes at me innocently.

"I can see that."

I kissed her again, this time she weaved her tongue into my mouth and I got a hint of buttercream icing. Oh, I see what she's playing at. I began trailing kisses down her neck, letting her feel my hot breath behind her ear. I knew it was an instant turn on for her. Moving my lips lower to her collar bone, I inhaled the scent of strawberry buttercream. My favourite and she knew it. I kissed the top of her supple breast and tasted the icing. "Mm, you really out did yourself." She giggled as I continued to lick the thin layer of icing off her right breast. I left her rosy pink nipple for last – and she waited in anticipation for my lips.

I grinned, not touching her eagerly awaiting rosy bud, and moved on to her left breast. Caressing her mound with my tongue as I graciously accepted her sweet buttercream icing. She moaned and leaned her head back to give me more room. I moved my head to look at her. Her eyes closed, expecting at any moment for my lips to envelope her nipple. I grinned, leaning my head down, I took one in my mouth, pulling and tugging at her bud with my teeth and she gasped with pleasure. I reciprocated with the other. My pants became too uncomfortable and I shifted, placing her on the bed beneath me. "Take my pants off." I ordered and I saw a gleam in her eyes.

With her legs, she pushed them off me and I felt my erection spring free. Oh, the freedom. "Screw the foreplay." She whispered in my ear. Looks like my naughty girl came out to play today.

I delved into her wetness, feeling her internal resistance and began to thrust hard and fast. She moaned, gripping my back and digging her nails into me. She wrapped her legs around me and I continued to rock her body. With each new thrust, the bed hit the wall. Thank god it was concrete. She closed her eyes and lolled her head back, arching her body towards mine. "You like that?" I growled.

"Mm, more… ahh—" I picked up the pace, gripping her hips and forcefully pulling her towards me with each new thrust. "Jake—ahh, Jake!" She screamed, "Yes—oh God, oh—Yes! Yes!" And with that her body began to writhe under mine with the uncontrollable spasms of her climax.

It was enough to send me over the edge. With one final thrust bringing me to a halt, I stopped – feeling my mind completely content and for a split second everything seemed to be clear as my body contracted and I filled her with my hot liquid. I pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed as we both tried to catch our breaths.

"What did you think?" She grinned, turning on her side to face me.

"I think I love buttercream icing…"

Plenty more to come. ;)
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