“Morning,” I say, brushing back a small amount of hair falling in his face.
“Morning.” He peers up at me, lips stretched in a grin. “I see we never got to that movie.”
A laugh rushes out of me and I press a kiss to his temple. It’s too hard not to want my lips on him all the time, to go without touching him for too long, even when it’s just to wipe sleep dustfrom the corner of his eye or to slide the blanket lower down his hip.
“No. I guess we didn’t. Clearly we were more tired than we thought.”
“Amongst other things,” he says, wiggling his brows.
“Yeah.” I chuckle, running my fingers up and down his hip bone. “There’ll be other days.”
“Like tonight?” His breaths are shallow, blue eyes harboring mine.
“Like tonight. I don’t have much going on, so watching movies with you all day sounds good to me.”
“Movies and more of this.” His lips lightly sweep over mine and his tongue darts into my mouth.
I kiss him back, being less gentle, and roll my hips forward. Our hardening cocks rock together and we both let out garbled moans, tongues lashing against each other.
“Yeah, definitely more this.” I lick inside his mouth. “And some of this.” I slip a finger between his cheeks, rubbing over his slick hole wet from my cum.
“Mmm.” His lips vibrate against mine and his body waves the way water does when a disturbance causes a rift.
“I could wake up like this every day.” His eyes blink up at me, glossing over.
“You mean on a small uncomfortable couch being smashed by half my body weight?”
He snorts and lets out a sigh, shifting against me. “Yeah. I’m really okay with being smashed by you in the morning.”
I kiss the corner of his smirk. “Now I’m not so sure we’re talking about the same kind of smashing.”
“I’ll take it either way.”
My lips find his again, our tongues turning into a tangled frenzy. We stay here for what feels like hours, kissing, touching,and teasing each other, until we both get interrupted by Silas’s stomach.
“I should go get us some breakfast. I would cook, but I need to go drive by the restaurant real quick anyway.”
“Where are you going? Mabel’s Bakery perhaps?” He lifts a brow.
“If that’s what you want.”
He taps his chin, humming softly, and then nods. “Yeah, I’ll take one of everything. Please and thank you “
I huff out a laugh. “How about one of five things, and I surprise you?”
“One of eight and you got a deal.”
“Fine, but only because I’m too hungry to keep negotiating with you.” I press a quick kiss to his nose and then cheek, needing to pull away before I end up too deep under the covers with him again.
“Try not to take too long,” he says, tucking the blanket under his chin, looking completely disheveled with bruised lips and heavy lids. So damn beautiful.
“I’ll try, but I am being sent out with a long list.” I pull on my pants and tug on my shirt while he remains unmoving on the couch, looking at me with his lips stretched into a smirk.
“Oh, and bring me back a large chai with two pumps of lavender from the coffee shop across the way.”
“Anything else I’m supposed to do at super-fast speed?”
“Kiss me one last time.” He props his face on a closed fist and I bend down, capturing his lips with mine before pulling away to slip on my shoes.
