“If you want to go again, we have to eat.” She giggled.
“Okay.” I let her go.
She crawled out of bed and walked across the room towards the closet. I sat up and watched her. Her ass danced when she walked.
She grabbed a T-shirt and a pair of shorts off the back of the door and carried them towards the bathroom. She looked back over her shoulder.
“I’ll call you when it’s ready.” She blew me a kiss before disappearing inside and closing the door. This time I did reach out and grab it in midair.
I chuckled to myself and dropped back down on the bed. I rubbed my face. My fingers had her essence embedded in them. I savored her smell, closed my eyes, and recounted every detail of being with her.
She left the bathroom through the second door into the living room and rummaged around the kitchen for ten minutes before she called me.
“Caden.” She came to the door. “Dinner’s ready.”
I stood.
“Five hours later.” She added. Her arms crossed over her chest. Her hip cocked to the side.
“It was worth it.” I kissed her on the cheek before disappearing into the bathroom.
* * *
Amari
It was worth it.
It was amazing.
If I had any doubt Caden, and I were made for each other, the way our bodies fit together alone was evidence enough. I’d had sex before, a few times. It was a rite of passage during college.
It never felt like that. Sex was okay with other guys.
With Caden, sex was amazing, and life altering, and orgasm inducing. It was perfection.
I put more logs in the fireplace and lit the starter log. I laid the food out on the brick hearth and laid pillows and blankets on the floor in front.
The food made my mouth water.
I sat down and waited for Caden.
He came out of the bathroom a few minutes later. His shorts sat low on his hips.His chest bare.
“Thanks for dressing up for Christmas Eve dinner.” I smirked.
He sat down next to me and kissed my cheek.
“Technically, it’s Christmas Day.”
“So it is.” I leaned into his kiss. “Dig in.” I handed him a plate.
He piled it high with mashed potatoes and macaroni and cheese. I held out my plate, and he plopped a big spoonful of each on my plate.
He skipped over the Brussels sprouts, but offered me some. I nodded.
I placed a chicken breast and wing on his plate. I took a wing and a thigh for myself.
I handed Caden a fork. He set the plate down on the hearth and proceeded to shovel the food into his mouth. He paused periodically to groan.
