"Sebestian, not here!" Adria whined. Adria cooked dinner while Sebestian pressed up against her back. He wrapped his hands around her hips, caressing her skin under her shirt. Sebestian kissed a trail down from her neck to her shoulder that made Adria shiver. When Sebestian kissed her in such a manner that caused her to lose control of her body, the spoon she was holding began to tremble in her hand.

"She's asleep now. Just a quickie," Sebestian whispered in her ear and grinned when Adria leaned back against him. Sebestian hands wandered up Adria's body and circled the already hardening nipples.

"Your smell gives you away, and you know...