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    Life Without Jenny (chapter 3)

    “Wow, Bette, what is this?” I said as she put the final touches, with my guidance of course.

    “I call it grilled beef with tomatoes and onions,” Bette said imitating a French accent.

    I laughed loudly and said, “well Chef Porter, this smells really good,” then leaning in her ear adding, “like you.”

    Bette shivered slightly and said, “l-let’s eat.”

    I can tell she was getting nervous, and I liked it. I couldn’t help myself as I leaned forward and grabbed Bette’s ear between my teeth.

    “T…” she said breathlessly, her back arching. I love knowing this woman’s weaknesses, so with a smirk, I flicked my tongue out and put it in her ear. She let out a groan of approval as a shudder ran down her body. I moved my lips down to her neck, sucking on the spot I knew drove her crazy. “Ffffuck!” Bette whispered throwing her head back. My hands roamed over her stomach and moved down to the waistline of her pants. She was getting anxious, I could feel it. I smirked and stopped all my actions receiving a frustrated growl from Bette.

    “Time to eat,” I said cheerfully, grabbing three plates and some forks and knives. “Angelica!” I called, “din-din!”

    “Yes, mommy,” came the response of my angel.

    I went back into the kitchen and looked at Bette was breathing heavily trying to compose herself. “You okay baby?” I whispered seductively.

    “You fucking tease, I’m gonna get you for that,” she whispered menacingly.

    “I’m not done with you yet,” I whispered huskily grabbing the pan and bringing out to the table. I went back to the kitchen where Bette was leaning on the counter taking slow breaths.

    “Trying to calm yourself down, baby?” I said grabbing her arm and leading her toward the dining room, “aww, did I get you all…wet.” I emphasized the last word with a sloppy kiss on her throat to which she responded with a hiss.

    I chuckled and helped Bette sit down then went to my seat next to her. “You’re enjoying yourself aren’t you?” Bette said huskily.

    “You have no idea,” I said as Angie came bounding down the hall in her pjs.

    “Ooo, it smells good!” Angie said sitting down next to me.

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    1. hey great chapter, enjoyed Bette and Tinas fun time. Hope they do take on Max’s baby, i wanted them to in the series because he looked so lost! Thanks

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