Chapter 3 Breakfast or Dessert

Words : 1075 Updated : Dec 4th, 2020

I wake up to a slight movement on the bed. I turned to my left and I am met with gorgeous ruffled hair, lashes longer than mine could ever be, a nose so proportionate you would almost think it was done, and those lips - oh don’t even get me started on his rosy lips that looked so moist even in the morning and the little smile that formed made it even more irresistible. I am so glad it wasn’t just beer goggles. There was something about the way the sun was shining behind him as my window curtain shed a little light on us. It was as if the rays of the sun was magnifying his body like it was a spotlight and he was the star at this very moment. My eyes traced his body, slowly, in order to capture all the details of him. His arm, which was above the blanket, was so defined as if there were little mountains on it. The muscles protruding like those arms could wrap you so tight but you wouldn't even mind if it did because you would be close to his chest and abs. Oh and that bottom part of his... don't even get me started. I haven't even began to process entirely how amazing he felt last night. All the things he made me feel as if everything was brand new. I don't know how he did it, but every touch just made me crave for more. Every thrust felt so good inside me like I was just taking every single inch of him. I don't think it's a feeling I will ever forget, but also something I wouldn't be able to get used to no matter how many times we do it. We've only done it once, but here I am, already craving more of him. I think the universe wanted me to have some kind of consolation prize for letting me end up with such a douche like Daniel. They were probably like, "oh here, Taylor. You can have this extremely handsome yet very caring man in bed and enjoy every part and inch of him." Oh yeah, don't mind if I do. I chuckled to myself. Suddenly his eyes slowly start to open and I hurriedly closed mine not wanting to be caught admiring and fantasizing over him like I was already in love with him. “Good morning, beautiful.” He says in a very deep and slightly sleepy tone, I almost felt myself getting wet just by how sexy it sounded to my ears. I slowly opened my eyes, peeking with just my right eyes, and letting out a small arm stretch, casually pretending I was just waking up. “Good morning to you too.” I smiled at him and he gave me a smile back. Wait, how can someone look so good in the morning? I was too lost in how good-looking he was that I completely forgot how ugly I must look with my bed head and everything. Shit. “Breakfast?” He asked as he stood up from bed, brushing his hand through his hair, and somehow looking like he was in a Calvin Klein ad. “Yeah, sure, um- you can go ahead and uh, use my kitchen. I’ll be out in a minute.” I said extremely shyly, hurriedly turning away from the bed, pulling the blanket to cover my body. “Don’t worry, I’ve seen all of that already.” He looks at me up and down while biting his lip. If I wasn’t so preoccupied with the thought of me looking like a morning monster right now, I definitely would have jumped him then and there. I gave him a scoff, and continued to walk to the bathroom. “Okay, not that bad.” I said to myself as I saw my reflection on the mirror. I splashed some water on my face real quick, quick gargle, and brushed tangles out of my hair real quick. Thank god for naturally wavy hair, because it helped not make my hair look so flat. I put on my bra and panties, always in matching color of course. I walked outside to the kitchen to the view of a very naked man. His back was almost screaming to be scratched, the muscles just looked so good when he moved. My eyes start trailing down to something else even more fascinating, his extremely firm ass. I couldn’t even begin to describe how perfectly shaped it was, even when I was feeling it last night, it still didn’t give justice to it in broad daylight. This man looked like he was straight out of a modelling ad just standing there. I honestly wanted to go over there and hug him from behind and give light kisses on his back. I could feel myself getting tempted to also feel that perky ass of his on my hands once again. I shake my head to bring me back to reality, not wanting to look so obvious at how much I wanted him. “Is that bacon I smell?” I asked as I walked closer to him. He turned around and gave me a quick look and smiled. “Sorry for the nakedness, I couldn’t find my clothes. And yes, bacon is always a good idea in the morning.” He grabs the pan, and places a few strips of bacon on the plate, turning to his right and showing me something else that made me rethink if I wanted bacon or that more. Does he have a morning boner or is he just that huge all the time? “Smells amazing.” I come up to him to grab the plate and he pulls me to his chest. “You smell amazing.” He smirks and gives me a kiss on the neck. The feeling of his warm lips brings a small shiver all over my body. I felt like having him right on the kitchen counter, and I think he read my mind. “May I?” He asked, while holding the hook on my bra. “As you please.” I replied, and he instantly unhooked my bra and pushed his soft lips against mine. I feel his left hand move towards my chest, and his right slowly caress my back while he trailed his tongue inside my mouth. He pulls me to the side and lifts me up on the kitchen counter while keeping our lips locked together. I feel him grab my legs and push them open.

Chapter 3 Breakfast or Dessert

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