Illegal My Ass

Chapter 46- 'I'm like a butcher, I enjoy showing everyone my meat.'

A/N: Writers block was a bitch as usual so im sorry it took so long and if this is a little sucky, but hope you enjoy it anyway! ive already written the next chapter so dont worry wont have to wait long for that one! let me know what you think guys!

and thank you to sammy_96 for the awesome banner that she actually drew herself! i love it!

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“I swear to God this has been my dream since I was a little boy.”

“What has?”

“A half-naked girl feeding me bacon after some proper back breaking sex.” Drake states with a mouthful of bacon and a smirk.

“I like to please my men.” I reply with a shrug.

He looks at me with a raised brow “There are a lot of them are there?”

I look back at him with a serious expression “Yes. I spend a fortune on bacon.”

The corner of his mouth rises into a smirk as he chews the food in his mouth.

We were currently sat on the bed in Drake’s room, well it wasn’t his room it was the spare room but as he basically lived here it was technically his room. I was currently in my bra and underwear and Drake was in his boxers. We had a plate stacked high with bacon that we cooked because apparently sex makes you hungrier than a starving Ethiopian child.

He made me cook it because apparently I'm the woman and I should, and I quote, ‘learn how to act like one and make sure his every need is satisfied.’ Of course, while I was over the pan frying the bits of pig he was stood behind me in the same attire he is in now, rubbing his hands everywhere which distracted me enough to almost cause a house fire.

Little tip for those of you who are thinking of becoming chef’s, don’t have a hot naked guy rubbing his hard on against you while you cook if you want to have a successful career.

It took a while for me to get out of bed and go and the cook in the first place. I think for the first 20 minutes after we had finished, my legs were immobile. Seriously I thought I was disabled at one point because I had no feeling in them. That is how good Drake is in bed, it can turn your limbs faulty.

I was currently in the ‘I’m having too much of a laugh to worry about the consequences of what we had just done’ mode. I knew there would be consequences, Nate for one kicking off because I used the one tactic he specifically banned in order to keep Drake in the house. I got naked.

Hey, that is a woman’s best weapon and everybody knows it.

Also when Drake found out the main reason I lured him into bed was not because I couldn’t resist him, (although that point wasn’t exactly mute believe me) but because I had an ulterior motive he wouldn’t be so happy. That I can almost predict. I was no psychic and I didn’t have a crystal ball but believe me, I foresaw that shit.

So yeah, back to the now.

Me, Drake, partially naked, Sweaty, smell of shame and sex, bed, bacon.

Now we are all caught up…

“Well from now on I wouldn’t mind if I was the only one to see your rashes.” He informed me, grabbing another bit of bacon and popping it into his mouth with a grin.

I gave a doubtful look “See I don’t know if I can work with that, I'm like a butcher. I enjoy showing everyone my meat.”

“You slut.” He shakes his head disapprovingly, humour in his eyes.  I let out a laugh. He looks at me with amazement, a grin still at his face “Probably the only girl I know that I can call a slut and she just finds amusement in it.”