I was fucking starving, man. Ordered some grub online, but you know how it goes – always something missing. This time, it was the goddamn fries. Again. I was about to blow a gasket when there’s a knock at the door. And holy shit, it’s Gia Rouge, the delivery girl. She’s looking all apologetic, like she personally deep-fried my missing potatoes.
“Look, I’m really sorry,” she says, her voice all husky. “How about I make it up to you?” I’m thinking, ‘Yeah, right, another coupon.’ But then she steps inside, and I can see this ain’t about no refund. She’s got this look in her eyes, like she’s ready to serve up something way hotter than any goddamn fries.
“What did you have in mind?” I ask, trying to keep my voice steady. She just smirks and starts unbuttoning her shirt. “I was thinking,” she purrs, “a little POV action might hit the spot.” And that’s when I knew this was gonna be one delivery I wouldn’t forget. She gets down on her knees, and suddenly, I’m staring down the barrel of a whole lotta pleasure. Her mouth is like a goddamn vacuum, sucking and teasing until I’m about to explode.
I grab her by the hair, pulling her closer, deeper. She’s moaning, and I’m fucking losing it. This ain’t just about the missing fries anymore; this is about pure, raw lust. She looks up at me, her eyes begging for more, and I give it to her. I pound into her, driving her wild, until we’re both screaming. Finally, I unload, blasting my load all over her face. She swallows it all, like the good little delivery girl she is.
Afterward, we’re both panting, covered in sweat. “Thanks,” I say, still trying to catch my breath. “That was… definitely better than fries.” She just winks and says, “Anytime. Just call Thatass.click and ask for the ‘special’ delivery.” And with that, she’s gone, leaving me hard and satisfied. Best goddamn food order mix-up ever.
