“The last thing I’d ever call you is scrawny.” She curls one arm around my neck and plucks a piece of bacon off the plate, bringing it to my lips. “Eat.”
I take a bite of salty, fatty goodness. Mallory cooks it perfectly every time.
“I’m out of my damn mind for leaving.” I hug her tighter. “My beautiful goddess who feeds me bacon.”
She laughs softly. “I hope I do more for you than that.”
“You know you do.” I can’t stop touching her, running my hand up under her shirt, over her back, her shoulders, under her hair. Like my fingers need to map and memorize every curve and contour of her body.
“Chaser?”
I sit back, spreading my legs wide, pulling her against my chest.
“What are you doing?” she whispers.
“Shh.” I nip her earlobe and kiss her neck. “This has to go.” I yank her white cut-off T-shirt with red hearts scattered all over it off and toss it aside.
“Now I’m topless.”
“Observant. I like that.” I slip my hands behind her knees and lift her legs, draping them over mine. “You’re so pretty all spread out for me.” I cup one breast, gently massaging, and rubbing my thumb over her nipple.
She squirms, throwing her head back to rest on my shoulder.
“Fuck, yes.” I kiss her exposed neck while shoving my free hand down her shorts.
“Oh.” She gasps as I gently stroke between her legs. “Mmm.”
“Think you can come on my fingers?”
“If you want me to.”
I pull away and gently slap her pussy. She jumps but only moans louder. “What do you want?”
She curls one arm up and around my neck, runs her fingers through my hair and kisses my cheek. “This.” She gasps when I push a finger inside her. “You. Oh my God. Touching me. Like that.”
It’s not at quite the right angle but I’m a creative guy and know how to get my fingers into tight places. I tease and stroke until she’s shaking in my lap, so close to the edge. I dip down and kiss her cheek. “I love you like this. All wet and needy.” I pump my fingers inside her one, two more times. “Hear that?”
She moans louder. Squirms harder, grinding her ass against my dick.
“Answer me.”
“Y-yes.”
“Clamp that pretty little cunt around my fingers for me.”
“I’m trying,” she gasps and bucks her hips.
I band my arm tighter around her waist, pinning her to me. “Don’t try. Feel.” I keep strumming my thumb over her clit in a soft, steady rhythm.
“Feels…so good,” she whispers. “Please don’t stop.”
“We’ve got all morning. I’m not stopping until you come nice and hard for me.”
“Oh!” Her back bows. She squeezes her eyes shut, her head rolls from side to side. “There. Oh, fuck.”
Her eyes are still closed, and she’s barely finished when I lift her up and set her on the edge of the table.
“Chaser, what are you—?”
I answer by ripping her shorts off the rest of the way and sweeping the plate of eggs and bacon to the other end of the table.
She reaches for my shorts, but I grab her hands and pin them to her chest. “No.” I lick her cheek and she squirms. “Tongue. I need you to come on my tongue next.”
She squints at me. “Well, licking my face isn’t the way to do it.”
Choking on my laughter, I release her wrists and grab her by her ankles, lifting her up enough to swat each butt cheek. “Smartass.”
“You’re getting warmer,” she teases.
I lean in and bite her thigh. “Get those feet on my shoulders, sassy girl.”
Ah, fuck. I sit back and for a second can’t even breathe she’s so beautiful. “You’re so fucking wet and pretty. This is better than breakfast.”
I scoop my hands under her thighs, spreading her wider and shove my face between her legs.
“Fuck, Chaser,” she gasps as I trace her wetness with my tongue. She slides one hand through my hair, lightly tugging.
I spend a few minutes licking and teasing her before getting down to business. Her little clit’s hard and waiting for me. Her body jerks and shudders as I suck on it.
“Again. More.” She moans, arches her back, and yanks my hair.
I drag my tongue down, savoring all her sweetness. Over and over until she’s rocking against me and comes moaning, thrashing, and panting on the table. Her wild breathing and heaving chest works me up to an unbearable degree.
She hasn’t even come down from the high before I stand, shove my