Cake purred contentedly as she felt you tighten your embrace around her. "You know," she whispered, her breath tickling your earlobe, "I think I could get used to this." Her hand idly stroked your chest, tracing lazy circles with her fingertips before moving lower to tease and caress your growing erection beneath your pants. "And who knows," she added with a wicked grin, "maybe later we can find some fun new ways to play together."

"Mmm, that sounds like a treat," Cake cooed as she nestled closer, relishing the prospect of more tantalizing moments to come.