"Cream or sugar?"
"Both." I sit up and rub my temples, pretending my head hurts, but wanting to watch him, wishing I didn't, but unable not to.
He opens the refrigerator and leans inside. The sight of his balls dangling is too much for me. "God, Blaze! Put on some shorts!"
He laughs, "Nah, I like being naked with you, Breezy."
I hang my head. "Blaze, I don't remember anything."
"That's too bad because I remember everything!"
I blush, but I refuse to look back at him and his cute ass grin. "Will my memory come back?"
He shrugs, "Hard to say." He pushes my cup of coffee along the counter toward me. He's not going to deliver it. "It's quite possible a reenactment will trigger it."
"Oh, LORD!" is all I can say. I pull the top cover off and wrap it around myself, then stomp into the kitchen for my cup of caffeine.
Blaze
What the hell am I supposed to do now? Breezy doesn't remember anything about our amazing hookup.
Damn, I should have taken the booze from her earlier. But if I had, she wouldn't have begged me, and I wouldn't have known how sweet she tastes, how perfectly we fit together, or how much I never want to let her go again.
She sashays to her cup of coffee in full touch-me-not princess mode, and all I can do is think of spending the morning touching every inch of her.
I rose with the sun to feed Mookie Duke and let him out in the pasture with the other two foals and their mamas. Then I came back, took a shower, and sat in the chair, watching Summer sleep peacefully in my bed.
During the night, she got cold and snuggled up against me. Spooning with her was the best sleep I'd had since I was too young to know what girls are.
I threw the blanket over her when I left and started a small fire to warm the cabin. She's from Florida. Sixty degrees is cold to her.
She cuts her eyes at me as she reaches for her cup.Yep, my dick is getting hard. You've always had this effect on me, but now that I know what fucking you feels like, I'm not going to hide it from you. I'm going to trigger your memory.
She lifts her cup from the counter and turns her back on me. Taking a sip first, snootily ignoring me, she walks out into the living area, dragging the blanket behind her. I step on the edge and wait. She's moving too fast to prevent it from being snatched out of her hand, and just like that, Breezy is naked too.
Hot coffee leaped out of her cup as the fabric fell away, and she danced a little jig to prevent getting burned by it. I chuckle, thoroughly having enjoyed watching her naked tits bounce and her bodacious booty bob and weave.
But then her murderous eyes fire missiles at me, and I laugh out loud. It doesn't matter if she's mad. She's naked with an empty cup and a wet blanket on the floor.
"Oops. How did that happen?" I poke fun at her.
She huffs, then growls at me.
Breezy was never timid. She was always the first to stand up to a bully. And her personality doesn't fail her now.
She stands her ground. No longer hiding her gorgeousness. And that was the point.
I gather the blanket, dragging it to me across the floor, never taking my eyes off her. She sips the remaining coffee, staring at me, shooting those feisty daggers of hers. Her straight long hair is puffy around her head, and the sun shining in the window behind her gives it a halo effect. If I had a camera, I would shoot a thousand images of her in this moment. Instead, I burn it into my brain.
She's the most beautiful creature God ever created. Hands down. And I'm not exaggerating. My heart fills with the truth, and my soul, in this moment, decides. She's mine.
Summer
Fine, asshole! Have it your way! I'm naked. But I'm not going to break. I'm going to stand my ground and stay strong.
I empty my cup of caffeinated courage. Knowing now, the secret of my resistance will be strong coffee. No more alcohol for me. I have a mission to accomplish, and by god, I'm going to accomplish it!
The sweetest person I know deserves her day to be perfect, and I'm not letting anything or anyone get in the way of that. Especially myself!