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And ignoring her protesting hands, I took the serving spoon and poured a generous portion of meat sauce over her spaghetti, dousing it with a snowfall of parmesan. Then putting together something for myself, I sat down. The minute the sauce hit my lips, I moaned like a man in heaven.
“Damn sweetheart. This is good, real good. You’re like a professional chef.”
A pleased blush spread on Beth’s cheeks, making her resemble an angel. The brunette dipped her head so that dark curls shielded her face, hiding her pleasure.
“Thank you,” she murmured. “I’m glad you like it.”
“I love this, but you know I love everything you cook,” came my satisfied rumble.
Because it was true. In the past two months, Beth’s cooked just about every night. Burgers, fish, vegetable dishes. There was no longer any need to go out, much less order greasy take-out. In fact, I’d probably get heartburn if I went to that Chinese hole-in-the-wall because everything she made was delicious, as well as nutritious and healthy. If I didn’t know Beth was a librarian by trade, I’d swear she was a professional chef and dietician rolled into one.
We shared moans of pleasure over the food. Damn, this garlic bread was from scratch, with her fingerprints on it. Simply amazing.
But we had to do more than just sigh ecstatically over the meal tonight. So opening my eyes, I peppered my best girl with questions.
“Did you get an A on that paper from the other day?” I asked. Beth deserved an A. More than an A. An A+.
Because my girl is a hard worker. She’d been working her ass off for a term paper in English class, and when she read the words out loud to me, it was damn good. Professional quality writing. I was being honest when I told her she deserved an A+, nothing less.
And whatever Beth puts her head to, she succeeds. Her cooking. Her grades. Even the sex we have is A+ quality. Most times, girls don’t get this good in the sack unless they’ve boinked tons of guys in the past. So yeah, if I hadn’t seen and tasted her hymen myself, I would’ve sworn she’d been with a guy before. Lots of guys, her pussy was just so responsive.
But my sweet librarian has only had my mouth on her clit.
My cock in her cunt.
My tongue in her ass.
And yet, she was still so innocent.
Showering me with a beaming smile, Beth turned my way.
“I did get an A, Mason!” The girl practically bounced up and down in her chair, she was so damn excited. “I was going to wait until after dinner to show you. The professor wrote a really nice note on my paper, it was surprising,” she blushed. “Normally, Professor Evans is stand-offish and cold. You know, the academic in the ivory tower.”
“Is this the one you wanted to be your mentor?” I asked curiously.
“Yes. She’s the one with that bestseller book I showed you at the library.”
From what Beth told me, she wanted to be a writer just like this Professor Evans person. The brunette was so talented and articulate, I was sure she’d succeed.
“No worries honey, you’ll get there. Your prose is magnificent, the best I’ve read in my life,” I said sincerely.
She blushed and squirmed a little in her seat before waving a hand in the air.
“Oh you,” she pooh-poohed. “You’re just saying that.”
But I wasn’t. The fact is that this woman is amazing, and I was completely nuts over her. No wonder my mom was able to tell.
But before I could say anything, my best girl interrupted.
“We’re always talking about me, Mason,” Beth smiled. “Tell me about you for once.” She twirled the spaghetti around her fork and took a healthy bite. Good. If anything, I wanted her to gain weight, to put on a good twenty pounds during my watch. Keep eating, baby girl, keep eating.
And my reply was easy.
“There’s not much to tell,” I said with a shrug.
“I don’t believe that for a second.” She urged me on with a sweet smile and that dimple to her cheek. “Come on, tell me something.”
Did I really want to reveal my secrets? The fuck book and all that? Naw, pass, pretty baby. I don’t want to hurt your feelings.
But Beth wouldn’t take no for an answer.
“Come on Mason,” she wheedled. “We always talk about me. Let’s hear about you for once.”
I shook my head again.
“Naw honey, there’s nothing good,” I demurred. “Nothing that’s worth hearing.”
She fixed me with a mock glare then.
“Mason Carlton, you’re a billionaire at forty-five. You’re a man with incredible achievements, leading a multinational conglomerate. Now come on, there’s something there that you want to share,” she coaxed bewitchingly.
Oh shit. Beth wasn’t gonna take no for an answer today.
Fine.
Let her have it.
“I’ve been a jerk my whole life,” I began roughly.
