When Raphael entered the kitchen, Bri stood before the stove with his shirt covering her body and an apron tied around her waist. A spatula was in her hand, and as his gaze traveled down the back of her thighs a storm of heat flooded his veins. Raphael took that moment to enjoy the little dance she did as she flipped the pancakes in the skillet. He imagined her there every morning, with a glow on her face from the love they made and the extra pep in her step; animated.
“Good morning,” his dark voice drummed.
Bri twirled around as an instant smile highlighted her face.
“Good morning.” She looked him up and down boldly, over broad shoulders and deep chocolate skin. His stroll was the swagger of a man confident in his approach and plastered to his hard thighs was a pair of boxer briefs.
His chest was bare, and a powerful sheet of muscle ran down his torso blending into the cut formation of his Adonis belt. Bri’s body flamed instantly as a secondary crawl of electric currents crept up her spine as she eyed his footsteps, creating a predatory path to tower over her.
“What’s going on in here?”
He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her in.
“I’m…” A shiver eased down Bri’s core. “…cooking breakfast.”
He planted his hands against her waist, and his fingers danced to the tie in the back of her apron that rested on the hill of her derriere.
“Hmmm, I should’ve told you there’s a rule I must live by, and I can’t have you breaking my rules.”
Her brow lifted. “What’s the rule?” she asked, hypnotized by the intensity of his gaze.
Raphael untied the knot and the apron drifted from her waist to rest around his carved cut abdomen.
“I serve you.”
“Serve me huh?” she asked with a raising of her eye brow.
“Yes… let me serve you… Go sit down…”, He instructed as he pulled plates down from the cabinet.
Without any argument, Bri did as instructed. It was something about the way he cared for her and led her and made it so easy to submit to him. That was something she was never able to do in her previous relationships. Watching him was beyond a turn on and it set her on fire so the next best thing was to act out on what she felt.
Getting up, she started to walk toward Raphael as he made their plates. Walking behind him, her hands found their way to his chest as she placed soft caresses to his body. Slowly making her way down, she let her hands rest on his abdomen as she placed kisses his shoulder blade.
Reacting to her, he moved her hand lower to let her know that it was okay to explore his body. Following his lead, she found her hands grabbing his member and slowly stroking it as he continued to make their food.
A moan escaped his lips slowly as he enjoyed the feeling of her hands as she invaded his space. Turning around, he made eye contact and seen the hunger in her eyes. It fascinated him to see her love for him exuding in them so he leaned forward and placed a sweet kiss to her forehead. Receiving it, she lifted her head up and kissed him passionately.
Returning the kiss, she continued to grope his body as they deepened their tongues mating. As moans escaped them both, he gently picked her up and placed her on the island making sure not to break their mating call. As the kiss came to end, she bit his bottom lip to bring him back in.
Opening her legs, he walked in-between them to get closer to her. Wrapping her legs around his body, they continued to find comfort in just kissing. His hands slowly found their way to her sweet spot. Matching her energy, he circled her clit awakening her inner beast as she wound her hips to meet the flutter strokes of his fingers. Moaning in his mouth, he continued to work her until he felt her water wet his hand.
Shuddering, she lost herself in him. Applying a little more pressure to her G-spot, he continued to work her until she came again. Moaning louder she wet up the end of the island with her liquid juices and just to show her how nasty he was, he licked the wet spot off the island and made his way back up to her clit and started to devour her.
Catching her breath, she enjoyed the feeling of his lips as he kissed her over and over until he rocked her again. As her moans grew louder and she grabbed the back of his head and maneuvered her hips, he knew she was on the brink of releasing again and he felt like it was his obligation to provide and feed into her needs. Cumming again, she looked into his eyes and pulled him up to taste herself on his lips.
Deepening the kiss, she felt his member growing. Scooting to the end of the island and placing her feet on the ground, she lowered her head to come face to face to her favorite position.
Submitting to him on her knees is how she liked to please him. Placing a kiss to his tip, she started to French kiss his dick making sure to use her tongue like he liked. Widening her mouth to take in all of his dick, she started to deep throat his member. Placing his hand on the back of her head, he watched as she fell into a rhythm. Demanding his eye contact, he got lost in her eyes as she worked him in and out slowly. Spitting on it and capturing the remnants, her mouth continued to get wetter as she got sloppier. He loved when she made love to his dick and looked in his eyes.
Thrusting forward, she met him each time with the back of her throat. Feeling himself close to his brink, she wrapped her hands around his member and twisted as she kept going. Pulling her head back, he took his dick and slapped her awaiting lips. Watching her licking her lips, he placed it back in and grabbed both sides of her head and held her head still as he fucked her mouth. Gagging, she took all he gave to her letting moans escape as she enjoyed his aggression. Cursing, he pulled out and jacked his dick while he reset.
Picking her up, he turned her around and placed one leg on the island for better access. Entering her from behind, he felt the wetness she accumulated from sucking his dick. Feeling her intimate welcome sent him to the moon as he thrusted into her with urgency. Grabbing her sides, he pulled her back to him as he fucked her. With one hand to her throat, she threw it back to receive him. Moaning, he slapped her ass with the other free hand and she threw it harder.
Looking down, he watched the way her ass jumped on him as her lips gripped him. Loosening his grip around her neck, he let her do her as he sat back and enjoyed the view. Hearing her moan and cry out for him to “fuck her”only led him to thrust harder. Regaining his composure before getting too lost, he pulled out and placed her on her back so he could watch her cum. With her back against the cold marble, he slowly stroked her and spoke words of affirmation to her.
“You know I love you Bri”, he whispered in her ear as he made love to her. Circling his stroke, she moaned to answer. Appreciating her body, he felt the pressure of her insides growing tighter as he continued to fuck her. Knowing that she was close to squirting, he continued to whisper sweet nothings in her ear and feed her his dick.
Hearing her moans turn into whimpers as he felt her juices coming on him and trickling down his legs, he sped up to make her cum again. From the way her breast jumped, he leaned forward to suckle upon them as she sharply took in a deep breath from the sensation. As her legs started to tremble and she started to fight him to pull out, he dug deeper within her. With a final kiss on lips, her river began to flow as tears left her eyes while she shuddered uncontrollably which caused him to cum instantaneously.
Cradling her onto her chest, he felt how fast her heart was beating and thumping. Placing a trail of kisses to her neck up to her lips, he couldn’t help but to fall in love with her even more. Locking eyes, Bri had finally gained her composure after her orgasm.
She loved when he pushed her body to the next level just as much as he loved snacking on her in the early morning hour. Laughing lightly, he helped her down from the island and playfully slapped her ass.
Smiling, he saw that happy glint in her and knew that she was highly satisfied. Knowing that he placed that smile there, he began to help her clean up the areas where she had made a mess. Knowing the food had gotten cold, he placed it in the oven to warm it up as she made her famous mimosas to go with their breakfast.
Sitting back in her chair she moaned a happy hum to tasting the champagne out of the bottle.
Smiling back at her, Raphael couldn’t help but want to hear her moans and sip mimosas any morning with her.
