"I hate you." Theo groaned softly, pulling together the fragments of his mind as he gathered strength to resurrect from the position she had put him in.
"Oh, I hate you too." She muttered, leaning in and pecking his lips softly, getting off the bed, ignoring the .... look he was giving her.
"I'm going to make breakfast." She said, already heading towards the door. "Anything specific you want?" She asked turning to him briefly, stopping to hear his order. She caught him look up immediately from her ass, looking at her like he a deer in headlights.
"Refrain from staring at my ass, Perv." She warned in a low tone, her eyes narrowed.
"Well, that literally impossible." He managed to sit up, pulling the duvet over his exposed cock, a smug smirk on his lips. "Same way you couldn't help but stare at it right now, is the same way I would never stop staring at that ass. I think I want to eat it too." He drawled.
