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I grabbed a couple plates from her cabinet and served the food. “Breakfast.”
She came to my side and looked down at the hot food I’d prepared. “I don’t usually eat breakfast.”
“It’s noon, so it’s lunch.” I opened one of the drawers and grabbed two forks before placing them on the dishes. I was in my clothes again, the jeans and shirt that I’d worn when I walked in the door last night.
“Shit, it is?” She turned to look at the time on the microwave, squinting. “Wow…” She ran her fingers through her hair again, her eyes tired because the few hours of sleep we’d gotten weren’t enough for her. When she turned back to me, her eyes focused on my face like she found my blue eyes as pretty as all the other girls did. She tilted her head to the side so her hair fell down one shoulder, and the desire that sprang into her expression was unmistakable. She grabbed my arm and moved into me, her face pressing against my chest. “I don’t give a shit about breakfast.” She rose on her tiptoes and locked her arms around my neck, pressing her perfect tits into my body. She rubbed her nose against mine before she looked down at my lips.
“Yeah?” I’d stuck around just for this reason, to watch this beautiful woman want me as if I hadn’t already stuck it to her good last night.
“Yeah.” She gave me her confident gaze as she guided my face down to hers so she could kiss me. The kiss was soft and warm, her lips aggressive and authoritative. Her fingers cupped my face and neck and slipped into my hair while she moaned gently against my mouth.
I pushed her sexy little shorts over her hips so they fell down to her ankles. There were no panties underneath, so she was ready for my dick.
She grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head before she planted her palms against my chest, just to test how hard I was, to feel my searing-hot skin and the power of my muscles underneath. “Jesus, you’re so fucking hot.”
I reached into my pocket and grabbed a condom. “I know.”
She released an annoyed chuckle, furious with my ego. “If I didn’t want you so much, I’d throw you out of my apartment.”
“Why don’t you just slap me instead?” I dropped my jeans and rolled on a condom, looking into her eyes as I did it. She’d slapped me so many times I’d lost count, and I liked it every single time. It wasn’t something I was used to because no other woman had ever dared to strike me, but I loved it when she did it, loved her nerve.
“Oh, I’m sure I will.”
I grabbed her hips and lifted her onto the counter before I pulled her close to me and shoved myself inside with a hard thrust.
She gripped my shoulders as her head rolled back. “Oh god…”
I didn’t take my time like I had last time. Now, I just fucked her hard and fast, holding her close to me on the kitchen counter while we desecrated the area with our fucking. The food went cold while we got hot, the two of us clinging together as we got lost in each other.
Her arms remained around my neck while her legs wrapped around my waist. She was flexible enough to tilt her hips and hold the position while she took my aggressive thrusts. Her face stayed close to mine as she moaned against my lips. “Don’t stop…”
I breathed against her lips and demolished her perfect cunt. “Never.”
We sat together at the table and ate a cold breakfast. Only the coffee was warm.
Now that she was fulfilled and satisfied, her mood dropped, as if she realized this had all been a really good mistake. She took a few bites of her food but mostly sipped her coffee, probably because she was obsessed with not eating. I loved her body, but I thought another fifteen pounds could only make her look better.
I ate all my food, not giving a shit if it was cold. I was a grown man who needed to eat. When I was finished, I stared at her beside me at the four-seater dining table. Her shorts were back on, and her shirt had never left her body.
I loved the way she looked the morning after our night together, after all her makeup had been washed away and sleep rejuvenated her appearance. Unlike most women, she didn’t need makeup to be beautiful, but when she did wear it…damn. She had big, almond-shaped eyes with thick lashes, a cute nose, and such full lips that her smile was overpowering. With her fingers wrapped around the handle of the mug, she looked into the black contents and watched the steam rise to the ceiling.
