Page 26 of Connected By Christmas
“This is what I want for the rest of my life,” I murmur into her hair. “I want all your sunrises and all your sunsets.”
“…your arms around me first thing in the morning and the last thing I feel around me before I go to bed,” she says softly, finishing my thought.
We sit in silence and enjoy the view while finishing the rest of our coffee. It’s simple mornings like these that I enjoy the most. Looking back on our childhood, I can’t even remember a time when she didn’t make the sun a little brighter for me. It may have taken me longer to admit my feelings for her, but I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure she knows every day how much she means to me.
“How about I make us some breakfast? I think I saw some pancake mix in the kitchen.” She throws back the covers in search of some clothes, and my eyes instantly gravitate toward what is on display.
“Or,” I say, grabbing her and pinning her to the bed. “I could have you for breakfast.” I nip the side of her stomach, causing her to giggle.
“How about we do both. Breakfast first, and then you get me all to yourself in that tub.” She points to the big standing tub in the corner. “I’ve been eyeing it since we got here.” Her blue eyes sparkle with excitement, causing me to laugh.
“Deal. But I’m helping with breakfast to speed things along.” I reach down and grab my grey t-shirt from last night off thefloor. “Put this on, or you’ll never make it to the kitchen.” I pull it over her head and cover her body.
“Better?” She laughs.
“Not really. I still know what’s underneath,” I chuckle and follow her to the kitchen.
“And it’s all yours once I get some chocolate chip pancakes in me,” she grins over her shoulder before reaching on her tip-toes to get a mixing bowl down. The hem of the shirt raises, showing her perfect round bottom, and all the blood rushes straight to my dick.
She sets the bowl on the counter and starts to measure out the ingredients. Her eyes flick to mine. “Want some music?”
“Sure.” I pick up my phone from the counter and scroll through some music. I grin and hit play as Marvin Gaye’sLet’s Get It Onstarts playing.
Her laughter rings out as I dance my way over to her and sing the words. Coming up behind her, I help her mix the ingredients.
“Come on, I know you know the words,” I whisper in her ear before singing the next verse. Her hips start to sway as she joins me. Grinning against her hair, I grab her hand and spin her around as we dance and make breakfast.
When our plates are ready, I pick her up and set her on the counter. Lifting a forkful of the fluffy pancake oozing with chocolate to her mouth, I settle between her legs as she takes a bite.
Her eyes close as the sweetness hits her.
“How did we do?” I watch her tongue come out to swipe the chocolate in the corner of her mouth.
“It’s so good. Have a bite.” She lifts the fork to my mouth and watches me eat. My tongue mimics her as I swipe the chocolate on my bottom lip. I watch her throat move as she swallows. “Well?” She whispers when I finish my bite.
“I think…” I say, getting more on my fork and lifting it to her lips again, “that these may be the best damn pancakes I’ve ever tasted.” I take another bite and feel the sexual tension in the air get thick.
Holding her gaze, I continue to feed her until every last bite is gone. By the time I set my fork down, I can feel her body’s arousal like it’s my own.
I step closer and hear a small gasp escape her lips when she feels me hard against her. “Did you get enough to eat? Or are you still hungry?” My mouth is so close to hers that I can feel her breath on my skin.
“I’m…I’m still hungry.” Her eyes flick to my lips, and I watch her tongue dart out quickly for a swipe before going back in. “But not for pancakes. I’m craving something else right now.”
“Is that so?” I press further into her, and her eyes roll back in her head. “Anything I can do to help with that craving?”
“You’re the only one who can help with this craving,” she breathes.
“You got that fucking right.” I grasp her bare ass under the t-shirt and hold her against me as my lips slam into her. She tastes like fucking heaven. The sweetness of the chocolate hits me as my tongue tangles with her. I feel her hands in my hair as she grabs fistfuls of it.
Her legs wrap around me as I carry her over to the tub and set her down. I turn on the water and reach for the bubble bath on the table beside it. The smell of lavender hits me as the bathtub starts to fill.
My hands skim the bottom of the t-shirt before lifting it over her head. Her round breasts are begging to be touched as I watch her nipples harden at my gaze. I skim my thumb over one and enjoy the way her lips part from the simple act of me touching her.
My hand continues to roam her body as it glides down her flat stomach. By the time I swipe my finger through her center, she’s dripping for me. I slowly inch a finger in before adding another.
Her moan goes straight to my dick, causing it to throb achingly against my grey sweats. Grabbing the back of her neck, I bring her lips to mine and dive in, meeting her tongue in a frenzy.
I feel her hands on my chest before they slide down into the waistband of my pants. When her hand circles me, a growl escapes as she grips me tight and goes down the length of me.
