Velvet and Lace(22)

“Hello, beautiful.” He kissed the side of her neck, as she continued to flip the bacon.

“And good morning to you too, sleepy head. I wasn’t sure if you were ever going to wake up.” She took the bacon out of the pan, and placed it on a paper-towel covered plate, before she turned off the stove and turned in his arms.

He loved the way she fit so easily into his embrace. He placed a soft kiss against her lips, and pressed his erection into her stomach.

“I’d kiss you more fully, but I should brush my teeth first. I woke up without you and had to check and make sure you hadn’t run away on me again.” He brought his palm up to cup her breast.

“Mmm. No, I woke up about an hour ago, and slipped out to make some coffee. And then I got hungry, so I hope you don’t mind. I was planning on bacon and eggs, but if you would prefer—” He stopped her with a finger over her lips. She smiled up at him and he was sure he had never seen anything more beautiful than her standing in his kitchen half-naked with sleepy eyes and sex hair.

“Bacon and eggs is amazing. I can do the eggs if you want, since you’ve done everything else.” He had one hand siting loosely on her waist and continued to brush his thumb back and forth over her stiff nipple. “But let me go brush my teeth first and put on a pair of shorts.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, as he was about to pull away. “I’ll make the eggs while you go brush your teeth but I don’t really think that you need the shorts.” She reached between them to take his hard cock in her hand. Trent groaned as her soft palm slid up and down his shaft. When she let go he almost growled at the loss of sensation.

She laughed and pushed him away in the direction of the bedroom.

“I’m going, I’m going,” he muttered and then yelped in surprise as she swatted his naked butt with the dish towel.

It only took him a few minutes to brush his teeth and brush his hair. It had been sticking up in all directions. When he returned, she was setting plates on the table.

“I wasn’t sure how you took your coffee so I left it on the counter for you to fix.”

“I just drink it black. And you are amazing, baby. I never expected you to be cooking for me. Next time, I’ll have to wake up before you so I can make you breakfast.” He grabbed his coffee mug and sat down next to her at the table.

They ate in silence for a few moments and then Trent couldn’t resist her bare skin anymore. He continued to eat with his right hand and then used his left to reach over and start drawing circles on the top of her thigh. She dropped her fork on her plate with a slight clatter. He smiled but never took his hand off of her skin. He felt the goose–bumps break out as he continued his ministrations, steadily getting closer and closer to her inner thigh.

Unfortunately, with the angle of their chairs, he couldn’t get close enough to touch the sweet spot he was after. He kept taking bites of his breakfast. When Daphne slid hastily back from the table he raised his eyebrows. But before he could ask a question, she pushed back on his shoulders and slid her legs around his hips, sitting herself on his lap.

Trent was glad that she wasn't wearing any panties as her hot core settled on the length of his cock. He wished he had twisted a bit so that she had sank down his hard shaft instead of just rubbed against it.

When she settled her weight on his lap, her breasts were brought up close to his face. He slid his hands around her waist at the same time she shoved her hands into his hair. He brought his mouth down on hers and slipped his tongue past her parted lips. He loved how she instantly opened for him and how eager she was for him. Just by brushing his tongue against her, he felt a rush of wetness soak his cock and balls from where she sat on his lap.

She moaned into his mouth and met him stroke for stroke, dueling for control of the kiss. He moved one hand to slide underneath her ass and with the other he pushed his plate back. Once it was cleared back far enough, he leaned her back so that her back half rested on the table and her breasts pushed against the shirt.

Trent easily slipped the buttons free. Each one that came undone revealed another inch of gorgeous tanned skin. After just a few buttons he revealed the swell of her breasts and the deep cleavage between them. He kissed the upper swells as he continued to undo the shirt. Once he got to the bottom and the shirt was parted, he slid it down to the crook of her elbows were it caught.

His breath hitched at the sight of her naked body before him. Her breasts were high and perky, her nipples rosy and taught. As he continued to look down her body, he wasn’t any less pleased. Her stomach wasn’t flat or sunk into so that he could see every rib. It was slightly curved and gorgeous. It was real. Her hips were perfect and as he glanced between them he could see her folds framing his cock.