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Chapter ThirtyTwo Eric Powell The Next Morning
I headed downstairs after washing my face and brushing my teeth. Today was my off day and I was doing absolutely NOTHING! I've been working like crazy after I got done with school, sometimes even going back to the old plant just to do my supervisor position and train the person taking my spot. I'm glad my days of working the lines are over and done even though this new position isn't a peace of cake.
It feels surreal sometimes on my payday when I see what I'm bringing home. Never in a million years did I think I'd be making 250,000 dollars a year at 22, like it's crazy. I know I'm only in this position because of Kyra's dad and because of the baby but still I'm grateful.
Outside of work, Adam feels more like a father than my own dad did. After every appointment that Kyra has, he texts me and see how I'm feeling, where my head is. I wish my dad was like that but oh well.
Walking into the kitchen, I smiled at the sight of Kyra in her zone, just cleaning. Her hair tied up, she had on her silk night gown that she loves and I do too because her ass always falling out the bottom. No bra but them titties big and sitting so it's perfect. "Good morning baby." I said while kissing her cheek.
"Good morning boo. I made you breakfast." She pointed behind her and it was a plate sitting there.
I gotta say I honestly put my foot in my mouth when it came to how I thought Kyra was. I swore she was this spoon fed rich chick that couldn't do anything for herself but she's definitely proven me wrong.
Since we've been living here, I've been in heaven. She cooks, cleans, in the morning if she's up, she'll have my work clothes ready, when I get off my pajamas and shit ready. If I didn't think we were too young, there would be the biggest ring that I could afford on her finger. But I do spoil her. It felt good buying her first Louis Vuitton bag and when I walked in with it, her eyes lit up like Christmas. I know she said she doesn't care for the designer but I know she loves that shit.
Anyway, right now she was bending over getting something out the cabinet and her ass was all out. I was too busy staring I couldn't even pick up the eggs that I was trying to eat.
When she stood up, I placed my plate down and got behind her, real close so she can feel what just looking at her does to me. She smiled while looking back at me. "Hello." She said before laughing.
"You know what the best part of us living together is?"
"What?"
"I get to fuck you wherever I want, whenever I want." I buried my face in her neck, and gently bit it making her whimper. My hands ran up her thighs and I pulled her dress up. "You know they say good dick and a good breakfast does the body good in the morning?"
