Chapter 117: He Want To Do What?
The entire landscape was filled with snow and watching it, Arthur knew he must feel cold, but only felt himself warming up; especially certain part of his body.
She does have a really sexy voice! And she is killing me.
Soft snow fell outside that made a perfect scenery in that cityscape. Eating the creamy ice cream that had the best chocolate chips in them, Talia listened to the deep breathing of Arthur at the phone, completely oblivious to the conundrum Arthur was in.
"You didn’t kiss me good bye before leaving," Talia complained as she walked barefoot and stored the ice cream back in the freezer. She had already ate half the tub without even realising it.
"Kiss you?" Arthur hissed from the other end looking frustratingly at the bulge in his pant, "I did, but you were asleep..."
"That doesn’t count..." Talia pouted. "Whatever! I forgive you. At least you left a video," she went back to the couch and that’s when she noticed a patch of ice cream on her shirt and she went to the kitchen sink to clean it off.
"Are you in the bathroom?" Arthur asked hearing the sound of water splashing.
"No... In the kitchen... Chocolate stains on my clothes," Talia tried to rub off the stain but it only spread and in the end her shirt got wet.
"What are you wearing?"
"Jumper. Why?"
"You’re not wearing those slips?" Arthur probed. His voice was deep like a grunt of a jaguar making Talia go all muddled. "You naughty vixen! You wore slips in front of me to seduce me, right? You said you hated me but deep down you wanted me on your bed doing... "