Chapter 29
Javier Lorenzo
“Good morning, baby”. Lula said groggily as she kissed me.
“Good morning, mi amor”. I replied, returning her kisses. I ran my fingers through her hair, deepening the kiss. She tastes so good. She put her hands under the white covers and massaged my early morning b***r. Her hands worked wonders, but there was something else I wanted wrapped around it.
The drapes in my room let in a little sunlight as Sunday morning made itself known. Lula was probably right, keeping our relationship away from the press is great. We don’t get to have people following us around like little puppies.
She does really cute gestures for me like cooking, or she tries to cook. If almost burning the house down is our love language, then I’ll let her speak it to me anytime.
Just as
