Pleasurer: KNK Matchmaking Agency by Niccoyan Zheng

Author:Niccoyan Zheng [Zheng, Niccoyan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SIP (Swirl Interracial Publications)
Published: 2023-08-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

What you need.

There was something to be said about going with the flow. Brontë sat on the bed in a t-shirt that she was certain probably belonged to Jonah. On another woman, it may have hung loose, but she had curves in abundance. Jonah was massaging lotion from her own line onto her legs. His hands were so firm and capable. She squirmed slightly. Moisture gathered in her core. Certainly, she had had enough for the night. Right? She was still sore. But… he was so sexy.

Teenage her would die to know she was being catered to… in every way by Jonah. She had had such a crush on him. Had hoped that they would go to prom together. The way they connected… she had expected he would take her flower. That was not meant to be…

“What’s wrong?” Jonah was entirely to perspective.

“Nothing. My mind drifted to work.”

His eyes narrowed as he inspected her. “If you say so.”

After a few moments of working, first one foot, then the other. He announced, “There. All done. Sit back and relax. I’ll be back.” Jonah disappeared into the washroom. The water was on briefly. He emerged from the bathroom just as there was a knock at the door. Then headed to the door.

Words were exchanged with someone, and he reappeared with a Cheshire Cat smile on his face, pushing a cart. “I don’t know about you, but I could use something to eat.”

The fruit had been excellent but just the mention of food had her stomach answering like someone called on it in class. “What do you have there?”

“A Lancaster Reuben sandwich, waffle fries, pickles, and ice-cold root beer.” While he spoke, he placed two plates and frosted glasses on the nightstand. Oh! He had ordered her condiments of choice, mayo, ketchup, and spicy mustard. It didn’t go without notice that those were her favourites back in the day. Still were.

“Wait, what is that?” She said, pointing to the remaining covered item.

“That?” Jonah pointed to the item and shrugged.

Laughter bubbled to the surface as she tried to maintain a stern expression.

“Something you’ll enjoy.” He took a seat beside her on the bed. “Would you like to watch something while we eat?”

They settled on an over-the-top action film. Everything was forgotten as they laughed and discussed the plot of the movie. The food was delicious, and the company was good.

“This is one of the best evenings I have had in a long time.” She sighed contently as she ate her last fry.

“Good to know. Let’s see if we can make it better.” Lifting the dome, he revealed four perfectly flaky butter tarts.

“Raisins?” Brontë asked hopefully.

Jonah barely got his response, “Of course,” out before she launched herself into his arms. He was ready and waiting as she snuggled into his protective embrace. My, but he smelled so inviting. It was thoughts like this that were dangerous. Bound to awaken feelings, she preferred to leave buried.

“Do I have to share with you?” Brontë inquired as she reluctantly pulled from his hold.

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