Nate was suddenly famished, and not for food. Seeing the look of bliss on her face and hearing her moan in pleasure had his blood pumping. He wanted to see her look like that again. He wanted to make her make those sounds. He swallowed hard and looked down at his food. He made himself eat and complimented her cooking, though he was too distracted by the throbbing in his pants to really taste it.
-H.S Howe
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