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Fuck. I can’t get a break, can I?
He slowed his pace and softened his voice. “Reanna, can we talk?”
She nodded and turned, walking into her room. He followed and shut the door behind him. So many things were running through his mind, but all that came out was one word. “Sorry.”
Reanna stepped closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her. They stood there just holding each other. Maybe all the words weren’t needed right now. Maybe all it took was one. One from my heart.
Reanna woketo the smell of bacon. She hadn’t dared to use the stove since the mice incident. She could go down and offer to help, but Jerry was doing great at making up, why stop it now? Besides, she was tired. After Jerry made sure they had the house all to themselves, they spent the rest of the night making love. She wasn’t complaining, but at some point, this woman needed rest.
She rolled back over and closed her eyes. If she was lucky, she might be able to squeeze another ten minutes in. She must’ve dozed because when she opened her eyes again, Jerry was sitting on the bed with a tray filled with a variety of breakfast items.
“Good morning, honey. I didn’t know what you’d feel like so I made—”
“Everything in the house,” she smiled. “I hope you’re eating too.”
“I ate earlier. I wanted to let you sleep in. You seem tired,” he said.
“Gee, I wonder why?” she smiled.
“You better eat. It’s already getting cold,” he said.
“Cold, I just smelled you cooking the bacon,” she replied.
“About an hour ago. I brought it up but you were snoring away. I couldn’t bring myself to wake you,” he said.
She sat up, “I don’t snore.”
Jerry chuckled. “Old houses make funny noises. Must’ve been that,” he teased.
“I’m going to let it go, because I’m starving.” She took a sip of the orange juice then picked up a piece of toast. It was cold. So were the eggs and bacon. He had even made her oatmeal. “Did I give you the impression that I eat enough for a family of five?”
“I’ve never made breakfast before. So I just cooked what I saw,” he said.
She looked at him. “What do you mean you’ve never made breakfast? How do you eat in the morning?”
“I don’t, and if I do, I stop and grab something.”
She looked down at the platter of food. “And you did all this just for me?”
He leaned over and said, “I’d do anything for you, Reanna.”
“Then I do have a request.”
“What is it, honey?”
“Can you please put this tray on the bureau and come back and kiss me?”
Jerry grabbed the tray and practically tossed it. When he returned, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him back onto the bed. “Now for dessert.”
Her heart thumped wildly with anticipation of making love again. She would never have enough of him. He made her feel like she’d never felt before. To her this wasn’t just sex, it was a way they could be close and never need to say the words. Maybe that was all Jerry would ever be capable of, but for now, it was enough.
She wiggled out from beneath the blanket. There was only one thing she wanted between them and right now it was hard and she was aching for it to be inside her.
Jerry seemed to have his own plans, and she liked his as well. His hand travelled down between her legs, and she opened willing for him. She arched her hips in invitation. She was more than ready for him. When he finally slid his fingers into her, she gasped with need that seemed to become greater each time they made love.
“Please Jerry, I…I need…” The ache was so intense, as though they hadn’t been together for months, instead of a few hours.
Jerry inched himself lower and added his lips and tongue to the sweet torture. His touches drove her wild and she found herself begging for him. Jerry knew damn well what she wanted, but he wasn’t going to rush it. And she was going to enjoy every sweet kiss, nip, and stroke he gave her.
