Borrowed WifeThe Breeding Favor Chapter 31

The Hunger

After the movie marathon (and the sex marathon that accompanied it), we were starving. It was 8 00 PM and we hadn't eaten since coffee.

"Pizza?" I suggested, my stomach rumbling.

"Pepperoni. Extra cheese," Cici agreed, lying breathless on the tangled sheets.

I ordered the food on my phone. The app said 30 minutes.

"Thirty minutes..." Cici mused, tracing a finger down her chest, between her breasts, over her belly button, and down to her bush. "That's enough time for a quickie, isn't it?"

"Cici, we're raw," I laughed, though my dick twitched. "I'm empty."

"You have a tongue, don't you?" she smirked, spreading her legs. "I'm hungry now, Leo. Feed me an appetizer."

I couldn't say no. I buried my face between her legs, feasting on her while we waited for the real food.