The Detective laughed at her, knowing she was probably the only person he knew who could call him cute and get away with it.
Or he could make her pay for it now, that is…
Myron picked her up in his sinewed arms in one swift, smooth motion as she squealed into his neck. He chuckled again at her very girly reaction and the tickling sensation her warm breath and luscious lips were giving his slender shoulders and long neck.
“MYRON! Noooo… What about my chicken?!”
“Oh, your ‘chicken’ will be taken care of by my own cock. It will be stuffed and very happy in just a few moments.”
Raquel could be heard protesting and giggling loudly as she was brought back inside their rented house by her very eager and randy fiancée. Of course, they would be “eating” first before having dinner later. It’s only normal since Myron had a lot to celebrate about…
And it’s not just their anniversary as a couple, either!
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“A cave? Here? Who would have thought…”