Velvet’s POV

I took the last bit of my fruit and he began cleaning up. I watched him blissfully busy around. I really enjoy him taking care of me, it made me feel more like a partner than some tool to vent his sexual frustration.

“I will be back. I just need to clean these up.”

“OK.. come back quickly.”

“I'm just going to the kitchen.”

We both laughed and he left the room with the plates.

After a few minutes, he still wasn't backed yet. I did think much of it. I brushed it off thinking that he was having his meal. After another ten minutes, I began to...