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“Yes,” Ben states. Hope is a little less enthusiastic and is laying her head down on Lacey’s shoulder as she holds her.
“I think little miss, here, is going to fall asleep any second,” she tells me, and I can see that is true as Hope’s eyes droop closed and don’t re-open.
“Would you like to lay her down on the guest bed?” I offer.
“Um, maybe, or I can load her back in the car and get out of your way,” she offers.
“That’s up to you, but I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t want you to stay.”
“Okay, I can lay her down.”
I lead her back to the guest bedroom, pulling the sheets and blanket back so she can cover her up once she’s lying down. Hope is out and doesn’t even flinch when Lacey places her head on the pillow and pulls her arm out from under her body.
“We can leave the door open, so we hear her if she wakes up,” I suggest as we walk out.
“Thank you. She’d freak out if she wakes up and I’m not there and she doesn’t know where she is at, but with how out she is, I’m sure she’ll be fine.”
We make our way back out to the living room and find Benjamin watching TV. He must have found the remote and turned it on.
“How do chips and salsa sound, for a snack?” I ask him.
“I don’t like salsa,” he tells me. “Do you have cheese?”
“I’m sure I do. What did you have in mind?” I ask him.
“Nachos,” he states.
“I’m pretty sure I can make you some nachos. Let me go check, sound good?” I ask him.
“He loves nachos,” Lacey says as she follows me into the kitchen.
“He’s in luck, because so do I,” I tell her. “Can I get you something to drink? Water? Beer? Juice? Coke?”
“A glass of ice water would be great,” she says.
I pull out a glass, filling it with ice and water from the fridge door before handing it over. I grab the bag of shredded cheese from the fridge and the chips from the pantry. I add a handful of chips to a plate, then smother them with shredded cheese, then make a second layer of both chips and cheese. Into the microwave they go until nice and melty.
“Benjamin, come into the kitchen to eat, the nachos are done,” Lacey tells him. However, when we look out into the living room, he’s passed out on the couch, sound asleep.
“Well, I guess that didn’t work out so well,” she muses.
“Gives us a little alone time,” I suggest, pulling her into my personal space.
“I guess it does,” she agrees, and pushes up to kiss me before I can make the first move.
I slip a hand under the hem of her shirt, testing the feel of the smooth skin of her torso against the pads of my fingers. I grip a hip tightly, holding her against me as we devour each other’s mouths, all while my hand continues to explore her body. I slide it up, cupping her breast. I move the fabric to the side, and slide my thumb across her already pebbling nipple.
“Garrett.” She moans my name against my lips. My cock pulses when she says my name, and I have to control the urge to strip her naked and have my way with her right here in my kitchen.
“Tell me what you want, beautiful,” I tell her, pulling back so I can make eye contact.
“More,” is all she says, and I need more instructions than just that simple word. More could be something as small as more kisses, or it might mean she wants me to get naked and fuck her until she can’t remember her own name.
“I’ll give you whatever it is that you want more of, sweetheart, but you’ve got to be a little more specific.” Her trembling body tells me she’s nervous, but I still need her words. “Use your words, baby, and I’ll make them come true.” I kiss her again, hoping she finds the courage to tell me exactly what she wants.
“I need you to make me feel alive again,” she says once we break our kiss.
“Does that mean you want me inside of you? To make love to you?” I ask for confirmation.
