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She thought she’d whip up a nice dinner, but he wanted something meatier. Before the oven preheated, their clothes were tossed. MsBreeWC grinned, knowing damn well this kitchen wasn’t just for cooking. As he pushed her against the counter, the real feast began. Hands everywhere, mouths devouring, bodies grinding. The hungry look in his eyes said it all. Forget the dinner; they were serving up something raw and wild. Moans filled the air, drowning out the sizzling of the stove. It was all about the heat between them, and it wasn’t coming from the food.
