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“Good night.”
Chapter Twelve
Frank
My alarm went off and as I woke up, my muscles felt sore; I didn’t know that I even had those particular muscles.
No matter. The best way to get rid of the soreness was to do it again, and I can’t wait to make love to my girl again.
I could feel her fingers playing with the hair on my chest. I opened my eyes and saw her in the morning light, not as my cat. But as a woman. Asmywoman.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
“Morning, Frank.”
“Did you sleep well?”
“The best I ever have.” She kissed my chest and rolled out of bed.
“Yo! Franklin!” a loud male voice bellowed through my house.
Pricilla looked at me horrified as I hopped out of bed, tossed on clean shorts, and went to greet my friends who had let themselves in.
“Hey guys.”
“Smells like sex in here,” Ralph joked. “You get carried away with your hand last night?”
I couldn’t stop the blush that rose from my chest to my face. Vincent went into the sunroom and set out the pastries and coffee they had brought. Pricilla peered into the sunroom and I heard her body hit the wall..
I took a seat by the window and called out to her. “Cilla, these are my two best friends. You’ve seen them before and should know them. You can trust them.”
Pricilla heaved a sigh and slowly stepped into the room with one of my dress shirts on, looking like a dress on her.
“Seems you’ve made some changes.” Vincent chuckled, watching her walk over.
“Are you hungry, dear?” Ralph asked and nodded to the pastries.
She gave a shy smile and nodded. “I like pastries, Ralph.” Her soft female voice filled the room with awe.
“Fuck me running!” Vincent’s shocked voice echoed in the room. “Sheisthe missing princess.”
I laughed and pulled her into my lap. “She is.”
I really wanted to boot my friends out so I could fuck her on the table, and her sweet pussy could be my breakfast.
She eyed both of the guys, then wrapped her arms around my neck. I wrapped her in mine, pressing a kiss to her head.
“Would you like coffee?”
“Oh, yes, please!” She smiled up at me.
With a chuckle, I sat back in my chair, my hands resting in her lap.
Vincent went to the kitchen and came back with another cup and filled it with coffee. Holding it up, he asked, “Black, or cream and sugar?”
“May I please have two sugars and enough cream for it to be light?” She bit her bottom lip. “I really like cream.”
We all had a small laugh, and with that, the awkwardness broke and we had a fun breakfast with my friends. The more she got to know them, the more I felt her relax against me.
