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“It doesn’t feel right?” Simone’s discomfort was adamant and she wrapped her arms around herself as if she were cold.
I groaned before standing. I picked up a plate and handed it to her. “Eat, Firefly.”
She sighed and took it from me.
“Everything up here is good. My favorite are the steak, eggs, and blueberry waffles. They’re made from scratch and my mother’s recipe. Well, it used to be. She’s transformed it to be something even more amazing.”
Simone followed my lead. No bacon, but she put sausage on her plate instead.
“Is there sour cream and cheese?” She asked.
“I’m sure there is.” I went to the fridge and grabbed both for her as she sat down.
She cut up her sausage and added them to her potatoes, added plenty of cheese and topped it with sour cream. When she took a bite, her eyes closed.
“I understand.” She said when she finished chewing. “I feel like I should tip her.”
I laughed as I joined her in eating. She was quiet the entire time we ate, focused on her food. I couldn’t blame her. It was hard for me to think about words when my thoughts were suffocated by feel good endorphins that surface with every bite.
“Why are you eating powder sugar on waffles?” She asked. I saw the judgment on her face. She’d never experienced it. I could tell.
Instead of answering, I went and got more with bacon, too. Then I buttered them up, heavily sprinkled them with powered sugar while the butter was still hot and cut her some from the stack. I leaned over and put the fork near her mouth.
“Open, Firefly.” My eyes stayed at her mouth, noting the way her lips widened as she followed my command. When they enclosed the fork, my dick twitched in my pants, and begged to replace the utensil in her mouth.
Simone moaned. “Sweet.”
“Yes.” She spoke of the waffle, but I was thinking of how the woman tasted. There was no way that she didn’t taste sweet.
“I like.” She nodded and looked at my plate.
“Say the word and they’re yours.” I promised.
Heat passed between us as we stared back and forth. LeAming in her direction, I was too far away to kiss her. The table interfered. Though she was to my right, her chair was on the side of the table and a little further down than I could reach with my mouth. If she gave me any indication that she wanted one though, I’d flip this motherfucker to give it to her.
“I shouldn’t. I’m full.” She pulled at her lip with her teeth and I watched it plop free, soft and ready for mine.
“Okay.” I leaned away and her hand stopped me. “Yes?”
“One more bite, please?” Her request came out low and velvety. She could get whatever the fuck she wanted if she said it like that.
Please… A weakness.
“With pleasure.” I cut off her another bite and put it to her mouth.
She opened immediately and took them using her teeth. When the fork was clear of her mouth she closed it to chew.
Sweet mother of mercy.
“Mmm… no more. Thank you.” Yet, she took her last bite of eggs and pushed the plate away. “You were right.”
“About?” I delved back into my food, prepared to finish everything on my plates.
“This was the best breakfast I’ve had in a long time.” Her eyes seemed heavy and there was a smile that never left her lips.
“Any time that you want to come back, you’re welcome to.”
Simone sat quietly while I finished the rest of my food. I loaded our dishes into the dishwasher while Simone nursed a bottle of water.
