Page 16 of Poisonous Kiss
“Good morning, beautiful,” he groans. He kisses my back and goose bumps scatter across my arms.
I don’t acknowledge his comment, instead choosing silence over a reply.
He chuckles. “Okay, well I’m going to whip up some breakfast. Feel free to take your time, I will see you in a little bit.”
I remain in the same spot as I feel him leave the bed.
Once I’m sure the coast is clear, I get out of bed and make my way into the small bathroom. I dig around the drawers in the cabinet under the sink and find a toothbrush still in the packaging. I open it, brush my teeth, and splash some water on my face. It seems like my makeup was removed at some point last night, whether that was when I was choking on dick or in the shower, is the question. I see my toiletry bag sitting on the floor, and I take this time to unpack it. I need to take my birth control pill and see all that I have. I’m assuming Ezra had someone pack it because most of my stuff is in here.
I find some clothes in the closet and slip them on. They’re a little tight because he’s all muscle and I’m all not, but they at least cover all the skin showing.
I make my way out of the bedroom and down the hallway. I’m not sure why we ended up at this cabin. I know this man has money. It’s cute, and it just doesn’t seem like him.
I finally make my way into the kitchen and smell a feast being cooked.
“Mmm,” I say, and Ezra turns around to look at me.
He put on gray sweatpants. He is shirtless, and it’s the perfect opportunity for me to see what I’m working with. He has well-defined abs and is covered in black ink. I’ll have to remember to look at those more in-depth later. He looks like he should be for breakfast.
He smiles at me when he notices my staring, and I can feel my face heat with embarrassment.
“Like what you see, baby?”
“Uh, no. It just smells good in here. Whatcha cookin’?”Smooth one, Briar.
“Just a bit of everything. I didn’t know what you liked since you refused to tell me when I took you on that date.” He chuckles. “I guess I’ll find out now?” He gestures to the kitchen island that has an assortment of what seems like every breakfast food imaginable. I don’t know how I missed this when I walked in. There are pancakes and waffles, eggs cooked three different ways, bacon, sausage, fruits, biscuits, and gravy, just to name a few. I also see an array of juices, milk, tea, coffee, and water.
“Um, did you invite more people over?”
“No, just us. Why?”
“Well, this is a buffet for a whole army.”
“Like I said, I didn’t know what you liked. I wanted to make sure there was plenty for you to eat whatever you want. You need to regain your strength before I fuck you.”
I eye a basket of strawberries on the counter. I grab a strawberry and have it halfway up to my mouth before what he said registered.
“Wait, what?”
“I know you heard me. I said I’m going to fuck you. We haven’t consummated our marriage, ya know.”
He stalks toward me, and I back up until my back hits the counter. He leans forward and grabs my hips before lifting me onto the edge of the counter. He grabs the edge of my shortsbefore telling me to lift. I do, and he drags them down my legs, kissing the inside of my ankle. He then grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head, leaving me completely naked.
He looks at me with seduction in his eyes before he bends down and plucks the strawberry out of my hand with his teeth. I didn’t even realize I was still holding the damn thing.
“Why—” I’m cut off by him sucking the strawberry into his mouth and chewing.
“Strawberries are my favorite fruit. Did you know that? They’re so sweet when they’re in season, but these seem to be a little under ripe. Hmm, I have the perfect solution.”
He reaches around me to grab another one, pops the stem side into his mouth, and bends down between my legs. He slowly inserts the tip of the strawberry into my wet center, and I gasp at the cool sensation. He pushes it in farther with his tongue until it is fully seated within me.
“Oh fuck,” I moan. This shouldn’t feel as good as it does, but here I am dripping around a piece of fruit.
Ezra takes the invitation to start licking my pussy. I place a hand on the back of his head to keep him close to the area I want him most.
“Lay back, River,” he says.
I do, and he lifts my knees to my chest. I hold my knees as close to my chest as possible.
