𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 | 𝐁.𝐄

𝟏𝟒

-𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-

my hands were lathered onto the sides of the glass plate i somehow managed to still have through the outbreak of my new home.

only a few select of dishes sat in the merely empty counters of the kitchen. decorated in black marble slabbed counters, that were freshly cleaned.

all still enough just to make breakfast for the woman i had just recently made love to the night before. what i could at least admit, was the most intimate sex i've ever had or made.

it brought me to happiness and motivation in the morning just thinking about it. we were quick to treat one another with aftercare. not having to speak it up or ask for it, we just did the action of what our hearts wanted.

pans and pancake mix power was scattered all over the stove. along with a bag of peaches i had recently got from the store this morning, as i swiftly exited out the grasp of milan's arms, not wanting to wake her up.

i looked down at the plate in my hands as i walked to the master bedroom, before i realized, i forgot to fix her a drink.

i put the plate down with quickness, rushing back to the refrigerator to get the jug of apple juice i had also got out the grocery store.

opening the glass cabinet above of the countertops, i grabbed a glass cup, pouring the juice inside.

i then left the jug out, my mind was too focused on getting the food to the woman before she could wake up.

although it was eight am, i figured from me escaping out her arms earlier she was already slightly woke. so i hurried to the bedroom, with the plate of peaches and pancakes topped with whipped cream in one hand, and the glass of apple juice in the other.

i opened the bedroom door, the woman was still sleep. her arms were tugged around one of the pillows of the bed. showcasing she was missing having her hands around my waist. the sight made my heart melt.

i sat the plate down on the nightstand besides her, slowly putting it down hoping it wouldnt wake her up.

before i could even leave the room, she began to shift in the bed. her eyes slowly fluttered open as she began to rub the corners of her eyes.

" good morning baby", i said, looking over at her waking up besides the nightstand.

the tone in her voice rasped and cracked, " good morninggg". adjusting in the sheets stretching out her body waking herself up.

she was naked underneath, therefore she grabbed the covers over her chest before she looked at me with a smile, still adjusting her eyes.

her eyes were so focused on me she didn't even realize the food on the nightstand or the smell coming from the kitchen.

i noted that by expressing, " your even beautiful when you wake up". infatuated by how the woman could wake up so effortlessly pretty.

" that's all you.. even when your sleep or awake", her voice still hoarse from last night and fissured from the morning air. i leaned in over the bed, placing my hand on the side of the woman's face.