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“I hope you don’t mind I helped myself to the mugs,” Chris says as he sips his coffee.
“Not at all.” I pour my own cup. “Let’s make some pancakes.”
I go about assembling bowls and ingredients on the counter. Together we measure and mix the batter, and when it’s smooth, I stick my finger in for a taste.
“Pancake batter? I’ve never seen anyone eat pancake batter before.” Chris scoffs.
“It’s good. Try it.” I dip my finger in the bowl again and hold it to Chris’s lips. He slowly pulls my finger into his mouth, gently sucking the batter from my fingertip. Aannd now I’m wet again.
“Not bad.”
“It’s the vanilla,” I say, scooping some batter onto the pan.
When the pancakes are done, we sit down to eat. “What do you have planned for the day?” I ask.
Chris shrugs. “Not much. I have to check on something for work, but after that I guess I’ll head back to my place.”
“Where is your place?” I ask as I pour syrup on my pancakes.
“Off I-70, between here and Evergreen.” Chris takes a bite. “These are really good.”
“Thanks. There aren’t many houses up there, are there?”
“Not really, no. It’s sort of like living in the mountains with all the conveniences of the city.” He takes another bite.
“Sounds peaceful.”
“It is.”
“How long is the drive?” I swirl my pancake through the syrup before taking a bite.
“From here? Not quite thirty minutes.”
“Do you ever get tired of it?”
“The drive?” Chris sips his coffee. “No. Well, sometimes at night when you just want to be home already, but I’d rather have that drive than live on top of my neighbors.”
“Like here?”
“Actually, here is nice,” he says as he cuts his pancake into pieces with his fork. “These houses are old enough that the lots are a decent size. Not long after these were built people started trying to cram as many structures as possible into a given space. I prefer land to neighbors.” He smiles and takes a bite.
“You don’t strike me as an introvert.”
“I wouldn’t say introvert. But neighbors aren't conducive to sex under the stars.” The coy smile he wears makes me want sex on the deck, too, and I squirm in my chair involuntarily.
“Do you do that often?” I sip my coffee, hoping that disguises the pounding in my chest.
“What?”
“Sex under the stars.”
“I don’t have people to my house, remember? So you’ll be the first.” Chris leans forward and places a soft kiss on my lips. Then he clears the dishes.
When I recover from that declaration, I start to load the dishwasher, which has Chris looking at me hungrily. I close the dishwasher and stand up, leaving a hand on the counter to steady myself.
“You aren’t wearing anything under that robe,” he says. “I’m going to have to take advantage of that.”
He crosses the room in two strides and spins me around so I’m facing the counter. My heart beats wildly, excited by the way he takes control. He stands behind me and strokes his fingers over the backs of my thighs, gradually moving higher until he reaches my pussy. “I love how quickly you get wet.” He slides his fingers in and out. I feel my body pulling at him, wanting more. “Greedy, aren’t you?”
