Our lips met and my body surrendered. I interlaced my hands behind his neck as our tongues danced. I felt weightless when he wrapped an arm around me and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He walked over to the counter and placed me down, stepping between my legs. “I don’t think we are going to talk about anything serious this morning.” He muttered against my lips.
“What do you want to talk about?” I asked, skimming my fingers over the width of his shoulder and down between his pecs. I loved how his muscles contracted at my touch.
“Let’s first start on what this is?” He asked gesturing from me to him.
My mouth curved into a smile. I lifted my hand to his face and brushed my fingers over the rigged lines of his jaw. “What do you want it to be?” I asked. I rested my hand
