Seducing The Chef (18+) (Billionaire Series #2)

33.Parmigiana

I wake up to find Vincent not beside me. I got up and drowsily walked downstairs to see Vincent preparing breakfast for us.

"Good morning baby," he smiled as he flipped the pancakes. Claire was sitting by the kitchen counter watching Vincent cook. I know I should get used to this but the sight of Vincent cooking shirtless is a delight to see. His arms flexing every time he flips a pancake or even the sweat dripping down his abs as it was quite hot in the kitchen.

Claire was in a good mood too as she was doing the happy dance while eating the pancakes. "Theseeee are tasty," she said as she put more syrup on the already drenched pancakes.

Vincent laughed,"Buttermilk pancakes are always the best," So much better than the boxed mix stuff."

"I will be the judge of that," I took a plate from the counter and sat in front of him. "One serving of pancakes please Mr. Milano."

"There you go baby." He kissed me on my lips before handing me the plate.

"Eww get a room!" Claire said looking at us in dismay. We both laughed. Vincent got a plate for himself and we all ate in silence.

I felt really good today. After last night's conversation I felt like a burden was lifted off me. I felt less anxious and worried about getting caught. I want to tell Vincent what happened to me and I think I can trust him with my secret. I know he will protect me as he promised me.

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"An annual camping trip?" Are you sure we can afford that?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest.

"Yes. I think we can. Also this trip is something we do all the time. I can't just call this off because we're in some kind of insolvency," Vincent reasoned. "Also don't do that. It's distracting me."

"Do what?" I asked looking puzzled.

"When you put your arms over your chest it makes your boobs look bigger and I can't keep my eyes off it."

"Wow Vincent are you like twelve or something?" I rolled my eyes with a small smile playing on my lips.

He laughed, "I am sorry. Its just you're really hot. I just can't keep my eyes off you," Vincent pulled me towards him and gave me a small peck on my lips.

"I love your lips a lot. I want to-," he kissed me again but this it lingered a little longer,"Kiss it all the time. I also love your-," his fingers traveled down my breasts. "Tits. They're so big and beautiful." I laughed. I have always been busty and most girls tell me how lucky I am. But most of the time I hate them. They give me back pain and not to mention I can never wear cute outfits.

"Vincent you're such a-," those words died on my lips as he pinched one of my n!pples. "Oh yes!" I moaned. I don't know how but Vincent had my breasts exposed and now his tongue adeptly licking them.

He continued the torture of licking and sucking on my n!pple while I fumbled with the zipper of his jeans to take his c0ck out. I can feel him already being hard over his underwear.I realized he decided to pay attention to my other n!pple as I felt him bite hard on it. "AHhh Vincent please," I was already wet down there.

Before I could take his c0ck out, someone knocked on the door. "Fuck I feel like killing the person who knocked on that stupid door," Vincent grunted. I low-key had that desire too. But instead I decided to fix my clothes as Vincent zipped himself up.

Vincent opened the door revealing John. He looked between us and asked, "Uh can I come in?" I am pretty sure he sensed he interrupted something as my face was still red and Vincent didn't look too happy to see him.