Hungry For Curtis

I am four months pregnant right now, and I’m horny as hell. I am still baking, but I had to get a place which is near Curtis’ restaurant. Same street even. When I am done with work for the day, I head over to La Reine Jambalaya. In the alley, I go in through the kitchen.

“Hey Keitha,” Audrey says from in front of the prep counter.

“Hey Audrey. Have you seen your brother?” I ask after looking around and not seeing him.

“He’s in the office, paying vendors, I think.”

“Thanks,” I say going back further into the kitchen.

With the exhaust fans and the stoves going you can’t hear anything that’s going on back here, thankfully. I knock on the door and he opens it. His chef coat is unbuttoned, and his bare chest greets me. He’s so hot with all those muscles.

“Hey baby,” he says swooping down to kiss me. Our tongues dance and he sucks on my bottom lip as he pulls away.

“Hey,” I reply.

“What are you doing here?”

“I needed you,” I whisper.

“What’s wrong? Is the baby okay?” he asks, putting his hands on my belly.

“Oh, no, the baby’s fine. I needed you,” I say overemphasizing I.

“Got it. How can I be of service, wife?” I step into the office and he shuts and locks the door behind me. I slide my pants down my legs and kick them along with shoes off. I pull my t-shirt off and toss it too. “Fuck,” he growls lifting me up and setting me on the edge of the desk.

When his hands are on me, I forget everything including my name then he growls it in my ear and all's right with the world.

“No teasing, just take me, please,” I plead.

He opens his pants and jerks his dick for a minute before slamming into me. I lean back on my elbows and wrap my legs around his waist. Thrust after thrust, I climb higher and higher until I shatter into a puddle. I scream, my pussy squeezing his dick as I come for him.

“Fuck, baby, I’m coming.”

Reaching between us, I rub my clit until he’s done.

Leaning down, he kisses me, and everything is perfect.

Not perfect, perfect, but our perfect.

He’s the best thing that ever happened to me and I’ll always be hungry for Curtis.