Demyan
"I would really like to eat this off you?" Ethan looked down to his chocolate lava cake then up to me.
I ate mine hungrily and smiled, "I am not a plate."
"I want you to be my plate," he begged, then pressed his hands together in a prayer motion, "Please, I will be very happy if you let me do this one thing."
I took one last bite of mine and finished off my wine. With a gentle nudge I stood up then walked away.
"Where are you going?" he called out for me.
"I'm giving you a chance to eat chocolate sauce off my body before I change my mind," I smiled back at him before I ran up the stairs as I heard his cuss as he quickly grabbed his plate and chased after me.
When I got to the bedroom, I took off my boots and stripped down just as Ethan entered the bedroom. I wasted no time in throwing the wig in a random direction before I knelt down on the rose petal covered bed with my hands on my lap.
