Damien: âMainly âcause the porn industry has end date, but I imagine one day weâd probsbly look old. Me before you but one day.â Damien chuckled when she said that she was okay with brownies. âGood, I bet theyâre gonna taste incredible, and if you can bake brownies you can bake pretty much anything. Itâs all about the timing and makinâ sure you got the right ingredients.â He kissed her cheek. âWell, spoilinâ you means showerinâ you with unconditional love and support, gifts just âcause, and anything you could ever want makinâ sure you get,â he assured. âWhy do you seem to think thatâs a deterrent? So what youâre in a gang and got shady connections. I was in the NFL and my friends did drugs and knew beautiful drug dealers. How does that make us any different? Iâm also pretty sure I know some folks behind bars too.â
He couldnât fight his smirk at her words. âYes, exactly.â He gave her a gentle squeeze. âI love that giggle of yours.â Damien shook his head when she mentioned guests. âIâm pretty sure if they knew this was our own little nudist colony, they wouldnât come over to visit and then I could would be able to see the beautiful sight of my beautiful girlfriend all the time. âYou think you could work on those brownies while I busy myself with my favorite dessert?â he asked as his hands roamed up her inner thighs. He nipped and sucked at the soft skin of her neck.
ASTRID: âAhh. So you think weâll eventually get stuck with robot porn too, huh?â Astrid joked. âWait- you before me? Whyâs that?â She asked with a raised brow. âIf they had weed in them, they would. And I think most professional bakers would disagree with you, but if you say so. And Iâm pretty sure skill and talent? But, who needs that when you have a boyfriend who has blind love,â She teased, shaking her head as he kissed her. âWait- Iâm suppose to be getting random gifts out of this? Have you been stiffing out on me all this time?â She joked some more, using humor as a poor attempt to distract him from the blush setting across her cheeks. âAnd anyways, I already have more than I could ever want, right here with you. To most people, I think the fact that I got them murderer, and am in a gang is, yes. And okay, but being in the NFL and knowing people who did drugs by proxy, is fairly different than doing drugs, selling drugs, breaking the law, beating people up just cause and a pretty much being the walking definition of a criminal? A criminal who has never been caught, but still a criminal all the same. Yeah, except I probably belong behind bars... but, you know what? Okay. Yup. Clearly no difference. We could be twins, you know, if we werenât having sex with each other, are in love with each other and arenât related in the slightest.â
âYou love everything about me though. Youâre horribly biased,â She tried to pout, despite the beautiful smile fighting its way onto her face at his words. âI donât know about that. I think I could name a few people off the top of my head who would pay good money to see you naked. Me included. âAnd-â Astrid paused, letting out a moan as he nipped at her skin. Knocking the salt into the bowl she had been mixing as she did. âNope. No. I think you greatly underestimated my abilities to multitask whenever youâre around.â