On the Line

by Naomi Loud

It’s a bizarre feeling having to constantly defend myself for things I haven’t even done.

It’s almost voyeuristic. A pleasurable glimpse into a world they’re not supposed to see.

Here’s the thing about cooks: We’re all adrenaline junkies. Feral workaholics. And most of us are incapable of the nine-to-five grind. It takes a special kind of crazy to work in the kitchen. We incessantly complain about the hours, the waitstaff, the guests, and even the debilitating stress.

But the most important thing I’ve learned is that the best place to cry is the walk-in fridge.

I stay silent for a beat, studying him, not sure what to say. I don’t know how to tell him that I usually stick to familiar foods. That meals I’ve eaten a thousand times before feel the safest and the most comforting, especially when I’m overwhelmed. How I can’t eat food with certain textures without completely losing my appetite. It’s not that I don’t like to be adventurous, it’s just that when it comes to food … I’d rather stick to what I know.

“You’re going to go in the back, unwrap this.” I tap a finger on the Snickers bar. “And slide it up your pretty cunt.” Her breath hitches, and my cock swells against my boxers. “Then bring it back to me.” I crowd her just a little bit more. “I want to taste you on it.”

“You taste better than I could’ve ever dreamed,” Ozzy whispers near my ear, his hot breath tickling my skin. “I’ll make sure you lose to me more often.”

“Let’s talk more later,” I say, although I’d rather throw myself into traffic than spend more time with them.

“I’d crawl on my hands and knees …” Leaning closer, I caress her cheek with the back side of my hand and whisper in her ear, “To have you on my tongue again.”

“Tell me you don’t want my fingers inside your cunt, while your piece of shit boyfriend is within earshot.”

“If I could swallow you whole I fucking would, consume all of you just for another taste.”

“Careful princess, you wouldn’t want mommy and daddy to find out that their perfect little girl is getting finger fucked by the help.”

“You want to be called a filthy little princess, don’t you?”

I’d crawl on my hands and knees to have you on my tongue again. Ozzy’s heated declaration floats back to me, reminding me that words can act like a healing balm. That words don’t need to hurt. They can glide over my skin, making me shudder with pleasure instead.

“All I want is to consume every little piece of you until there’s nothing left but the taste of you on my tongue,”

“I’m not just going to fuck you, baby.” Ripping the wrapper open, I roll the condom over my cock. “I’m going to make you forget any other man exists.”

“Get on your back, baby. I want you to watch while I paint your skin with my cum.”

“Where do you want me?” he asks. Standing over me, with your cock shoved in my mouth.

Who will ever bother to love me like this? Cracked. Defective. Broken. Just too fucking much … And just not worth the time. I let out a long sigh.

“I’m about to bend you over in front of all these people and fuck the tease right out of you if you don’t stop this shit right now.”

“I’m going to shove my cock so far down your throat, you’ll be tasting me for days.”

“I’d gladly go blind if it meant that the last thing I saw was you, fucking yourself while my cock is buried deep down your throat.”

“Come on, how wild are we talking?” I hide behind my wine glass while he continues to stare. “Are we talking like, oh I don’t know, getting fingered in public at a party? I did that once, hot as fuck.” The air around us soars to a boiling point as his mouth tugs into an arrogant grin. “You wouldn’t let someone do that to you, right James? You’re not a bad girl like that.”

“So desperate for me to touch you that you’ll even beg me to hit you.”

“James, this was never just friends for me. As soon as I first saw you, I knew you were about to change my fucking world, baby. I love you doesn’t even come close to describing what I feel for you,” I profess, kissing her lips, her nose, her cheeks. “But I’ll tell you every minute of every fucking day that I love you if it means I can keep you forever.”