"Then why were you-" Anna began, looking at Adrian curiously as she felt his warm, broad hand press against her back before slipping down to squeeze her ass. Letting out a squeak of surprise, Anna flushed as she realised why he had been growling apparently not because of her cooking.

Lips parted in confusion, she tried to figure out what he meant for a brief moment before her lips formed a soft oh. Dipping her finger in the chocolate she lifted her finger slowly up to her lips before pressing her finger on the tip of her tongue, slowly and tantalisingly. Almost daring Adrian... almost.