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As he scooped me into his arms, I felt our intermingled juices dripping onto the sheet. "Oh, no…. I'm so…"
Guy lifted my chin and silenced me with another deep kiss. "You are beautiful… in so many ways. Don't worry about the damned sheets. I have many more."
He laid me down beside him and pulled up the covers. Then, stroking my hair, Guy whispered, "Now, go to sleep. You need your rest."
"No!" My eyes flew open, and I giggled. "Can we do it again?"
Chapter Eleven
Guy
The next morning, Ariel pranced into my kitchen with more confidence than the day before. She ran her hands through her hair, which hadn't been styled since yesterday, pushing a few loose locks behind her ear. Her ass cheeks poking out from under my white dress shirt were torture--teasing me to come get more while it was still hot. I shook my head, wanting to pinch myself to verify this was real. Ariel's transformation astounded me, and I was proud I had the honor to help her out.
"What?" Ariel asked, noticing the dazed look on my face.
I shook my head and took a deep breath. "You just… you're so…" I couldn't find the right words.
"So what?" she prompted as she pulled a dozen eggs and a package of bacon from my fridge.
I walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist, and buried my nose in her hair. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" I murmured.
She turned in my arms and looked at me with those smokey, sultry eyes. "I'm pretty sure you've mentioned it a time or two," she teased as she ran her hands up my chest.
I grabbed her hand and brought it to my lips, kissing the inside of her wrist. "I could say it a million times, and it wouldn't be enough." I captured her mouth with mine, and she melted into me.
"Mmmm…maybe we should go back to bed," she suggested when we finally came up for air.
I grinned at her and nodded. "I think that's a great idea." I scooped Ariel into my arms and carried her back to my room. Gently placing her on the mattress, I crawled on top of her. "I could stay here forever," I told her as I began peppering kisses along her jawline.
"Me too," she breathed out as her hands ran up and down my back.
Suddenly, her stomach let out an epic growl, and we both burst out laughing. "I think someone is hungry," I said as I got off the bed and held my hand out to her.
She took it and allowed me to pull her up. "Yeah, I guess I am."
"Come on, let's get you fed." I grabbed her hand and led her back into the kitchen. "I'll take care of you," I said as I added a few strips of bacon to the already-sizzling skillet.
"I can help," she offered as she came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist.
"Nope, I got this." I turned in her arms and kissed her lightly on the mouth. "Why don't you sit down and relax on the couch, and I'll bring you breakfast?"
She smiled up at me and nodded. "That sounds perfect." Ariel sashayed toward the family room. I watched appreciatively as her hips swayed hypnotically from side to side before she plucked the blanket off the back of the couch. She crossed her legs, utterly unbothered by the fact that she was still half-naked and snuggled into the blanket.
"You’re so fucking sexy. It's insane," I told Ariel as I fought the urge to take her right there on the couch.
Her bright smile lit up the room. "I thought you were going to cook breakfast? I'm starving."
I quickly finished cooking and loaded everything onto a tray. "Breakfast is served, my lady," I said as I set it in front of her on the coffee table.
"Wow, this looks amazing," she exclaimed as she eyed the spread, "you really know how to treat a girl!"
"I try," I said with a wink. "Now, eat up."
As she dug in, I couldn't help but watch her. She was an amazing woman and I was lucky to rediscover Ariel, despite what my sister thought. I knew I needed to be careful, though. This was only supposed to be for Ariel to gain experience in the bedroom - no more, no less.
Turning on the television, settling on some crime show marathon, she manifested a question out of thin air that caught my attention.
"Favorite color?"
