ASTRID: āAhh. So you think weāll eventually get stuck with robot porn too, huh?ā Astrid joked. āWait- you before me? Whyās that?ā She asked with a raised brow. āIf they had weed in them, they would. And I think most professional bakers would disagree with you, but if you say so. And Iām pretty sure skill and talent? But, who needs that when you have a boyfriend who has blind love,ā She teased, shaking her head as he kissed her. āWait- Iām suppose to be getting random gifts out of this? Have you been stiffing out on me all this time?ā She joked some more, using humor as a poor attempt to distract him from the blush setting across her cheeks. āAnd anyways, I already have more than I could ever want, right here with you. To most people, I think the fact that I got them murderer, and am in a gang is, yes. And okay, but being in the NFL and knowing people who did drugs by proxy, is fairly different than doing drugs, selling drugs, breaking the law, beating people up just cause and a pretty much being the walking definition of a criminal? A criminal who has never been caught, but still a criminal all the same. Yeah, except I probably belong behind bars⦠but, you know what? Okay. Yup. Clearly no difference. We could be twins, you know, if we werenāt having sex with each other, are in love with each other and arenāt related in the slightest.ā
āYou love everything about me though. Youāre horribly biased,ā She tried to pout, despite the beautiful smile fighting its way onto her face at his words. āI donāt know about that. I think I could name a few people off the top of my head who would pay good money to see you naked. Me included. āAnd-ā Astrid paused, letting out a moan as he nipped at her skin. Knocking the salt into the bowl she had been mixing as she did. āNope. No. I think you greatly underestimated my abilities to multitask whenever youāre around.ā
Damien:Ā āCause Iām older than you? So logically Iād start lookinā older than you,ā he reasoned.Ā āYou know I donāt care about professional bakers.Ā āCause Iād eat anything you baked and love it. Sure you are supposed to be gettinā random gifts, but I havenāt started that part yet. I had to make sure you agreed to bein my girlfriend and wanted to spend the rest of your life with me before I started. But the gifts are cominā. In full force, because some how Iāve tricked you into lovinā me,ā he joked. He wrapped his arms around her, resting his forehead against hers.Ā āHey, there is no difference. Cause Iām not just a one hundred percent good guy that you paint me out to be. I donāt do drugs, and rarely drink but that doesnāt mean Iām great. Iām tryinā to sweet talk you and in a minute make you scream, please donāt say weāre twins.ā
āI am biased and youāre beautiful, so...I donāt see a single problem here.ā His nose nuzzled along her neck as he began to kiss and nip along the length. His fingers glided along her folds, teasing her clit repeatedly.Ā āDoll, you mean to tell me that you canāt mix that bowl when Iām makinā you come for me?ā he smirked as his fingers entered her, pumping slowly as his thumb teased her clit.