Toy with her a little

You grab Emma’s hips and pull her ass towards your crotch.

She freezes in response, still holding a plastic spatula. “Uh… hey, Raymond… what are you doing?”

You sensually breathe down the back of her neck and start moving your hands further up her waist. “Oh, I was just reaching for something.” You hover your head over her shoulder, smirking down at her now pink face. “Why? Is something bothering you?”

“N-no… just… your uh… your dick…” she finally manages to say.

You grab the hem of her shirt and pull it over her head. You nonchalantly drape it over the counter. You spin her around and grab her wrists gently, bringing each one next to her face. You take satisfaction in watching her demeanor completely change. “What about it?”

She lightly squirms her wrists in surprise. She looks into your eyes. “Hey! T-the pancakes! They’re gonna burn!”

You couldn’t possibly grin any wider. You start to guide Emma to her knees, unsure of whether or not you want her to blow you first. “You still think I came in here for the pancakes?”

She looks up at you with her face red. “Can you at least turn the skillet off?”

You let go of her to turn the skillet off. She waits on her knees with her hands in her lap. You soon return to her and get back into position.