Bare Skin (Skin Deep 5)

“Okay, okay!” I laughed, throwing my hands up and placating her by picking up a fork and taking a healthy bite of lo mein. “Happy now?” I said, mouth full.

“Ass,” she muttered, rolling her eyes and looking back down at the baby.

I plunked my lo mein back down on the table and reached for her chicken, stabbing a piece with my fork. I held my free hand under it to catch any sauce that dripped, calling her name as I moved the bite towards her mouth.

She blinked at me, her mouth opening automatically to take it, thankfully, not risking sauce-covered chicken being smashed into her face. She closed her lips over my fork and I swear I could feel it in my dick. I bit back a groan as I slid the tines free from her plump lips, her tongue darting out to catch a tiny dot of sauce left behind.

“Mmmm…” she said, huskily. “Okay. You were right. That’s pretty good Chinese food.”

I swallowed hard, turning back to fork up another bite for her to eat. She laughingly rejected it, telling me to eat once more, so I took the bite I held for her.

“Hey! Eat your own food,” she said, playfully, as she shifted Kaden to her shoulder to burp him.

I smiled and picked up my lo mein again, but I couldn’t get the image of her lips closing over my fork out of my mind. It conjured up other images, grittier images of her on her knees, lips closing over the head of my-

I groaned and shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts, shifting on the couch as things became…uncomfortable…and took a big bite of noodles, hoping to distract myself, but it didn’t work as my thoughts turned to the fact that her lips had just been wrapped around the fork I’d just put in my mouth. Goddamn, I wanted to fucking kiss her…

“Is it good?” I heard her ask.

I looked back at her, nodding as I chewed.

“Looks good,” she replied.

“Yes, it does,” I returned. But I wasn’t talking about my food.