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“Are you? Are you hard again?” she asks, looking impressed, tired, and turned on simultaneously.
“I am. You came, what, three times to my one? I think you owe me at least one more. But I mean, if you aren’t up to it, I completely understand,” I tell her, purposely throwing down the gauntlet, knowing she is going to rise to the occasion. Just like I thought, she pulls herself up on her elbows, “what are you waiting on, Mr. Gideon,” she says, and it’s game on.
Parker
I am exhausted and sore all over, and I love it! After getting fingered, fucked, sucked, and fucked again, we both passed out. Jaasiel carried me to my bedroom, where I was barely able to wash my ass before I face-planted on the bed, but not before I demanded that he stay. As I lay in bed, half in and out of consciousness, I could hear him moving around downstairs, I assume, putting away the forgotten dinner. The next memory I have is him climbing in bed with me and pulling me in his arms. It was like having a living heating blanket wrapped around me. The man’s body is hot in more ways than one.
“Wanna see if we can get through breakfast,” he mumbles in my hair, causing me to chuckle.
“I’m game if you are.”
“Well, let’s get moving, I know you have to be famished.”
“In more ways than one.”
“Parker...” he warns.
“Okay, okay, I’ll behave for now.”
He rolls out of bed, shaking his head at me, “I’ll use the guest bathroom so you can get ready, and I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”
“It’s a date,” I say as I peel myself out of my California king-size bed that just barely fit me and Jassiel in it last night. Having him in my bed had my bed feeling petite for the first time ever. I don’t rush through showering and getting dressed because I am thirsty to be in Jaasiel’s presence; I just don’t linger because I am hungry. At least, that is what I am telling myself, but the fact that I was dressed and tripped down the stairs called me a liar in all caps. And then I turned the corner to my kitchen and forgot how to walk; not only was the man in my kitchen cooking last night’s dinner for breakfast, making the kitchen smell like a foodie’s wet dream, he was cooking in nothing but his pants which are hanging low on his hips. How in the hell can this man’s back be that fucking sexy? Aww fuck, I think as I go and turn the stove off. I guess I won’t be eating until lunch. As soon as I touched his back, he turned around and crushed my lips with his; he knew what I needed, what I wanted without even verbalizing it.
When did I end up on the counter again? I don’t even know where my clothes went, but here I am on the counter, one leg up on his shoulder, and where’s my other foot? In my damn sink, that’s where and I could care less. Dragging my nails down his back when he hits a particularly sensitive area of my pussy, he retaliates by biting down on my nipple, but that only makes me bite his forearm. It is primal between us, and I have never felt so out of control and in control at the same time.
“You feel so fucking good, Parker; look at how you are creaming all over my dick. We were supposed to be having breakfast, but you couldn’t keep your pussy to yourself. Tell me, Princess is she always this greedy?”
“Only for you, Jaasiel,” I tell him, meaning it. I am no prude, but I have never been like this with any other man; ever he is amazing, and I trust him. I have no reason to trust this man, but I do. I know without a doubt that he will protect me, and he cares about what I want and my well-being, and the man can make me cum like a porn star. Can we keep him? My pussy asks my mind, the wanton slut.
“Please, baby, I am so close,” I beg. He uses his thumb to rub my clit, sending me screaming headfirst into an orgasm and taking him with me. He drops his forehead to the top of my head, breathing hard.
“What happened to breakfast, Parker?”
“I am not sorry, Jaasiel, so save it.”
“Um, okay,” he chuckles as he begins to pull out of me.
“Just stay for a few more minutes,” I ask, secretly hoping he’ll get hard and we can begin again, but all too soon, he pulls out.
“Now listen, I am out of condoms, okay so that means you stay your ass on the other side of this kitchen and keep your hands to yourself.”
I smirk at his words but go to the other side of the island and watch him cook after we both go to clean up. I have no idea how my body can even think about getting turned on, but it is something about watching this man cook that just does it for me.
“Jaasiel?” I call to him, and it must be something in the tone of my voice because he immediately gives me his undivided attention. “I don’t just sleep with men...”
“I never thought...”
“I wasn’t saying you did,” I cut him off, “but I still needed to say that. But I’m also wondering what this,” I say, waving my hand between him and me, “is. What does this make us?”
“Are you asking if we are in a relationship now?”
“Yeah, I guess I am,” I watch him closely, and I swear I can see him thinking so he can use the right words.
“Is that what you want?”
“Why do I feel like you are beating around the bush and avoiding answering the question?”
“That’s not what I am doing…”
