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Adrian

I walked into the kitchen, ready to grab a quick snack before heading out for the night. But there she was, my beautiful Annalise, bent over the counter, her perfect ass on display. She was cooking, humming to herself, completely oblivious to the effect she was having on me.

“Hey there, gorgeous,” I said, trying to keep my voice casual. She looked up, a smile lighting up her face.

“Hey, Adrian. I was just making us some dinner. I hope you’re hungry.”

I stepped closer, running my hand over her ass. She jumped, letting out a little gasp.

“I’m starving,” I growled, nibbling on her earlobe. She shivered, pushing back against me.

“Adrian, what are you doing?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I’m going to have you right here, on this counter,” I replied, my hands roaming over her body. She moaned, her head falling back against my shoulder.

“But what if someone sees us?” she asked, even as she spread her legs wider, inviting me in.

“Let them watch,” I said, slipping my