Page 31 of Smokescreen


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“Yeah, babe.”

“And you stopped by Joe’s Deli?”

“Yeah, babe.”

“This will never work. You’re obviously a very big morning person.”

He smirks and walks around behind me, pulling me close and wrapping his arms around my waist. His chin rests on my shoulder and he speaks softly in my ear.

“How’d you sleep?”

“Good, actually, really good. I can’t believe I didn’t wake up when you left the bed.”

“It was hard to do. You moaned quietly and reached for me. I wanted to crawl back to you but had to leave the bed before doing something I’d regret.”

“What do you mean?”

“Babe, your bare ass in my hands and pussy against my hip was a testament in my strength. I was harder than I’ve ever been in my life and had to get away.”

I lean into him further, appreciating his warm breath against my skin. “Should I start wearing underwear to bed?”

“No, but maybe I should.”

“You wore shorts last night.”

“Only until you fell asleep.”

“You mean you were naked and I missed it?”

He chuckles. “Yeah, I was naked, you were practically naked, we were pressed together almost as close as two people can be. It was amazing and agonizing at the same time. The scent of you was everywhere.”

“I don’t want to miss it again. You naked I mean.” I sip my coffee and wait for his response.

“I’ll keep that in mind. But got to tell you, I was expecting a bear this morning. You seem pretty sweet to me.”

“It’s you. I really am terrible in the morning. Conversations are avoided until at least an hour after my shower. The TV is never on until after I blow dry my hair, because all the shit in the world makes me crazy and I can’t handle crazy until after one cup of coffee.”

“Should I turn off the TV then? Since you’re only on your first few sips?”

“No, I want you to be comfortable.”

“I am. Everything about you makes me comfortable.”

“Yeesh, you’re really, really good at this dating thing.”

“I’ll have to take your word for it.”

“You’ve never dated before.”

“I wouldn’t call it dating. I’ve slept with the same woman more than once, but never anything I would classify as even seeing each other.”

“That’s so sad.”

“It’s my life. Or at least it was until a few weeks ago, a certain sassy brunette changed my entire outlook.”

I place my mug on the counter and turn into his body, weaving my arms around his neck. At this angle, I’m much shorter than him and have to lift up on my toes to try and reach him. Even then, he has to bend a little. My tongue darts out and traces the seam of his lips. He opens for me slowly and I moan at his taste. The kiss is slow, soft, and loving. He grips the back of my thighs and I crawl up his body until both my arms and legs surround him. My hands hold his neck softly, as our mouths explore. His hands caress my thigh, right below my ass and I wiggle against his bare torso.

I know I’m soaking wet and he can feel the moisture on his skin. His groans of appreciation fill the room and the kiss becomes more passionate. My hands slide up through his hair, massaging his scalp in rhythm to our dancing tongues.

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