“What’s cooking?” he asks, the heat rising off the stove as sparks fly between them. Spoons drop, clothes barely stay on. The kitchen becomes a playground for taboo indulgence, unfiltered and unrestrained.
“What’s cooking?” he asks, the heat rising off the stove as sparks fly between them. Spoons drop, clothes barely stay on. The kitchen becomes a playground for taboo indulgence, unfiltered and unrestrained.