Eternal Blossom

Aiyana woke the next morning, her body stiff, and between her thighs pleasantly sore. He’d been just the right amount of rough for their first time that she was definitely looking forward to their next experience. She looked over at his sleeping form beside her and smiled. With a long stretch, she slowly got out of bed, trying not to make it slosh around too much and wake him up.

Heading for the shower, she turned the water up to scalding and stood there, allowing the beating pressure to loosen her stiff joints. This was her normal morning routine, and she sighed as she rested her forehead against the tile.

Finally feeling her muscles loosen enough to function properly she quickly showered, washed her hair, and got out. Wrapping one towel around her body and another around her hair, she walked back into the bedroom in search of clothes.

Matt was still asleep in her bed, snoring softly, his face nuzzled into the pillow, and his strong shoulders completely relaxed. She smiled, thinking that he had earned himself a nice breakfast this morning.

She dressed quickly in a pair of denim shorts and a Rancid t-shirt. Not wanting to wake him with her sound system, she took her phone into the kitchen with her and started up one of her play lists as she set about making him breakfast.

Matt woke up to an empty bed, and his brows furrowed in confusion until he smelt bacon on the air. Getting up, he pulled his jeans back on, and forewent the shirt. He figured he was being fed breakfast, so he wouldn’t need it right now. As he made his way out of her room, he spotted the bathroom and went there to relieve himself before making his way into the kitchen.

He snuck up behind her and kissed the back of her neck since her hair had been put up into a pony tail, his hands resting on her hips, “What cha cookin’, good lookin’?”

Aiyana giggled, and turned around to face him, “Bacon, eggs, and pancakes. Does that meet with your approval, handsome?” She kissed his full lips, her eyes fluttering closed as she reached up, her arms sliding around his neck so her hands could bury themselves in his hair.

Matt kissed her back as he reached down to grab a handful of her ass. This woman was getting to him, and he rather enjoyed not having to be anyone but himself around her. Not to mention, he felt like he simply couldn’t get enough of her.

“Sounds delicious,” he said after their lips parted.

“Good. Now go grab us some drinks from the fridge so I can finish this,” she laughed as she pulled her hands back from his hair, resting them on his chest, and pushing gently at the hard pecs.

Slapping her bottom as he walked away, he opened the fridge to get each of them a glass of orange juice.

Once the food was done, she plated it up, and marveled at the fact that he cleaned up the small amount of mess while she did so.

“Thank you. Breakfast is served,” she told him as she handed him a fork.

They sat down at the kitchen island, and began to eat, talking about their plans for the day.
He had to go home and take care of a few errands, and she had promised Brian lunch today before running off to Rayne’s house for a while.

After the dishes were in the dish washer, he pinned her against the counter between his bulging arms. “Do I get desert this morning, too,” he asked with a devilish glint in his eye.

Aiyana merely raised an eyebrow in question, not quite understanding why he would want sweets after breakfast of all meals. Just as she went to speak, his lips came down on hers roughly, and his hands moved to her shorts, pushing them and her underwear to the floor.

Realization dawned on Aiyana, and she moaned softly as his lips moved to her neck, placing light kisses and nips there while her fingers thread themselves into his hair. He lifted her easily, setting her bottom on the kitchen island. She smiled, amazed that he was so strong.Her fingers of her left hand left his hair to rake over the tops of his shoulders with her nails when he lifted her shirt enough to expose her breasts so he could tease her nipples into taunt peaks with his tongue.

He bit down roughly on one nipple, pulling a deep moan from her throat, her head rolling back on her shoulders. Matt lowered her to where she was laying on the kitchen counter before sliding down her body and coming face to face with her soaking wet pussy.

He bit his lip as he ran his fingertips up and down her thighs before flicking his tongue out to taste the glimmering wetness that was running over her folds. She moaned softly, and turned her head to the side, biting her lip as she took in the delicious sensations overwhelming her body.

Matt slid his hands up, parting her wet lips for his tongue to run over her opening as he slid a finger from his other hand into her welcoming heat. Aiyana’s breathing became ragged, and she felt his tongue run over her clit, pulling an outcry of his name tumbling from her lips.

He moaned at the taste of her as he withdrew his finger and slid his tongue into her, his thumb coming up to rub roughly on her clit, sending her body into a rough jerk against his mouth. She knew she wouldn’t last long with his delightful work on her, and ran a hand up to pinch at one of her own nipples, the other sliding into his hair to egg him on.

With that, he began thrusting 2 fingers in and out of her at a steady rhythm, curling them up to hit her most sensitive spot as his tongue drilled into her clit. She pulled lightly on his hair, not able to help it as she felt her orgasm quickly rushing up on her.

She looked down at him, and when their eyes met, her world shattered around her as she began to come around his fingers. He continued his assault on her to allow her to ride out her orgasm as long as she could.

When her body finally fell limp on the counter, he grinned and wiped his chin off as he licked her essence from his fingers before rising to press a kiss to her lips. She watched him lick his fingers, enjoying the taste of her, and moaned softly against his lips when she tasted herself on his mouth.

“Your turn,” she spoke huskily as she slid off the counter and went for the clasp to his jeans.

“I truly wish, but I have got to get out of here. I’m already late, baby,” he groaned out regretfully as he caught her quick hands in his own larger ones.

Her heart tightened a little when she heard him call her baby for the second time in 24 hours, and she looked up at him, running her hands up his abs to his chest. “Alright. I understand.
You go ahead.” She kissed his lips softly, and then turned to grab her discarded clothing.

Aiyana stepped into her clothes, pulling her underwear and shorts up her legs before pulling her shirt down to cover her breasts. She giggled to herself as she wiped down her island, and raised her head to look at Matt as she heard him walking down the hallway, now fully clothed.

“I really prefer you without a shirt,” she said before she laughed, walking over to him to give him a kiss as he grabbed his keys from her coffee table.

Matt laughed, and returned the kiss before pulling her into his arms in a tight embrace. He sighed softly, not wanting to leave just yet, but knowing that he had to get these things done.

He placed a kiss on the top of her head, and forced himself to move away from her.

“I’ll talk to you soon,” he spoke softly as he was walked to her door. His hand on the knob, he placed another kiss on her lips before pulling it open. “Don’t have too much fun with Gates today.” He winked, and walked out the door, heading for his SUV.

Aiyana laughed at his comment, and waved at him once he was in the car before closing the door and leaning against it with her back. She hugged herself with her arms, allowing herself a moment to take in everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. With a content sigh, she pushed herself off the door and head for the bathroom to fix her hair and do her makeup so she could meet up with Brian for lunch.

Notes

Alright, things are going swimmingly, but for how long?!

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