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Rosalynn gently prodded his firm pectorals, whispering, “I can satisfy you tonight.”
Brian’s eyes narrowed. “Aren’t you on your period? How exactly can you satisfy me?”
Inexplicably, Rosalynn’s cheeks flushed a deep red. She extended her right hand and suggested, “I
could use my hand.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSurveying her slender, fair hand, Brian’s mind ignited with certain thoughts, making his breath hitch,
His intense gaze fixed on her as he questioned, “Why are you suddenly so eager to please me?”
Caught off guard, Rosalynn replied, “Didn’t you mention feeling uncomfortable?”
Could it be?
Was she compensating for a transgression, assuaging guilt through her actions?
Brian suppressed his emotions, his thin lips pressed tightly together as he peered into her glistening
eyes.
“The ginger soup is cooling down. Go drink it.”
Releasing him, Rosalynn moved to the polished table and took a tentative sip of the ginger soup.
The spiciness of the brew almost induced a coughing fit.
“Honey, how much ginger and brown sugar did you add?”
In the midst of prepping the spaghetti, Brian glanced towards her upon hearing her query.
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“A small chunk of ginger and three spoons of brown sugar. Why? Does it taste off?”
Tears welled up in Rosalynn’s eyes, her throat aflame.
She managed to swallow, not wishing to upset him. “Not at all.”
Brian scrutinized her with doubt, moved towards her, procured the bowl from her hand, and sampled
the soup.
Just one sip of the concoction caused his brows to furrow in distaste.
What was this?
It was worse than medicine!
“I’UL make another batch for you.”