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Chapter 11: Pancakes and Pleasing

I suggest reading the translation to the song before listening to it. The song is basically saying that this girls boyfriend should notice every change about her because she's the number one princess in the world. Also the picture is a shout out to all the people who love my book, I know that they're are more, but these people kept reminding me I needed to update so thanks guys.

I woke up in the warm arms of my blue haired lover. I just realized that he dyes his hair a lot. I slowly stood up and stretched as I put my jeans on. I put on a regular black tang top and quietly walked downstairs. I got eggs milk and butter for pancakes. I hand mixed it so I didn't wake Mark up and started cooking them.

I turned away from the doorway as I attempted to flip a pancake, but it went behind my head. I slowly turned to see Mark with a pancake on his head. I dropped the pan and held my abdomen because I was laughing so hard.

Mark pov

I watched her laugh at my expense as I pulled the burning hot cake from my head "ha ha ha very funny" I said in a a sarcastic tone and shoved her body into the counter.

She kept giggling while I planned my way to tease her. I grabbed her sides and she bit her lip as she smiled. I rubbed my right hand on her side while the other slid between her thighs. I bit my lip and she let out the quietest moan. I leaned forward, as if I were to kiss her sweet, soft lips, but I just pulled away from her intoxicating aroma and grabbed a pancake. I turned to look at (y/n)'s confused a and angry expression and blew her a kiss as I left the room.

Your pov

I felt his warm hand slide between my thighs. I let out a moan as he squeezed my breast. His stubbly face got so close to mine. I could feel his heavy breath on my lips.

Kiss me, kiss me, please kiss me I'm dying. Fuck me on the counter right now please. I love you. I l ove the feeling of you inside me. Please. Please. Plea-

My thoughts were rudely interrupted as his face left mine. He left with a pancake and blew me a kiss which made me so outraged that he taunted me like that.

Fine asshole, two can play that game.

I looked at my attire, shorts and a tang top, oh, soooo sexy (y/n). I started looking everywhere for a bra or a thong I might have left lying around and low and behold behind the couch I found matching black lace bra and thong. I put them on and put the shorts and tang top back on.

Then the search for heels began. I crept up the stairs to our room to find a pair of black strapped kitten heels.

Hips swaying more than usual, I entered the dining room where I found him browsing through his phone. The rhythmic clack of heels on the tile floor was enough to get his attention. I sat on the table in a sexy position and rubbed one of my smooth legs from ankle to upper thigh. My shirt slowly slid off my body leaving me in a bra and shorts. Mark's eyes were fixated on my chest and I felt them trail to my hips as I slowly dragged my shorts to my feet and kicked them into the distance. I pulled myself off the table and sat on his lap and he put his hands on my hips and I slapped them away, "no touching" I said in a quiet and innocent voice and waved my finger. Slowly my hips started to swivel as my hands were placed on his broad shoulders.

I could feel his already hard area grow stronger and he muttered "I want to fu..." as I stood up and walked away. As I left the room I turned to blow him a kiss, but he was already right behind me.... and his eyes were filled with a greedy lust I'd never seen before.... and I liked it.

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