Dr. Samuel joined the dining table, his gaze lingering on Stella as she smirked. "What would you like to eat, Mr. Stranger?" she teased.
He pressed against her, whispering darkly into her ear, 'You know what's hot... spicy... Sticky... chewy... & .. soft right here?
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