Chapter 47 Orange Is The New Girlfriend

"Brownie, wake up! Wake up, sleeping beauty," I said blithely, sat on Clark's hips and started bouncing up and down. Clark rubbed his eyes and slowly turned. He froze halfway and I felt something very hard poking me down there when I continued to jump on him, so I greeted cheerfully, "well, hello there Tommy! Good morning!"

"Fuck, stop whatever the fuck you're doing." Clark groaned and caught my hips.

"Right, sorry," I mumbled while clumsily trying to get off, but Clark's arms circled around my waist, holding me in place.

"No, just stay here," he said in a husky voice and my breath hitched when I felt his growing bulge.

"I uh can't. I have to get up because today for a change, the amazing chef George made you breakfast!" I enthusiastically reached out for the tray of food and placed it on Clark's chest.

Clark held the tray and got up in a daze. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he stared at the plate. "What is this... goo?"