Bad is Better

Inseparable

The next day, I rolled over in hopes to snuggle closer to Landon, but was greeted by emptiness. I sat up yawning and stretching.

I squint my eyes as the sun peaked through the curtains.

A smile took over my face as I looked around Landon's room. I was finally back where I belonged.

The smell of bacon hitting me making my stomach growl, goddess, how long has it been since I had a decent meal?

I slipped out of the bed and made my way to the bathroom. I grabbed his tooth brush and brushed my teeth. I washed my face and made my way down the stairs where the smell got stronger.

I walked into the kitchen and saw Landon turning over a pancake. I leaned against the kitchen and watched him as he cooked.

"Good morning peaches..." I frowned, he didn't even see me.

"Peaches?" when did I get that nickname?

He turned around and looked at me. "You greet people in the morning; the polite thing would be to..."

I shook my head. "Good morning Landon." I sat on top of the marble counter that was placed in the middle of the kitchen.

He turned back around to tend to the pancake. "That's how you taste."

"What? I taste polite?" I frowned.

He turned back towards me. "You taste like peaches..."

I licked my lips. "I don't taste it."

He walked towards me. "Open your legs."

"Landon your cook..." I started.

He opened my legs and stepped between then, making me keep them open. He pressed his lips against mine; he bit my lip, pulling it from between his teeth. His hand went between my legs, he pulled his boxers that I had on off me and ran is thick finger down my slit, making me shudder. He slipped his finger into my wet fold and pumped his finger in and out a couple times before pulling out completely.

I whimpered. "Landon!"

He lifted his finger with my juices on it and stuck it in his mouth; he pressed his lips back to mines. He stuck his tongue in my mouth and swirled it around mines. He pulled back. "So sweet."

I blushed laying on my head on his chest.

"No need to be shy. Peaches became my favorite thing to eat." His hands squeezed my thighs.

I looked up and frowned, something was burning. "Ah Landon... I think breakfast is burning." I pointed over his shoulder giggling.

"Fuck." He groaned and went towards the stove.

"Is it bad?" I laughed.

He glanced my way. "Keep laughing, it's yours any way."

The smile was wiped from my face. "What!"

He turned off the stove and placed the burnt pancake on a plate and set in next to me on the counter. "Enjoy." He smirked and went towards a plate with perfect pancakes and bacon.

I frowned and looked back at the black pancake. "You're seriously going to make me eat this crap while you have all those delicious pancakes and bacon?"

"Looks that way doesn't it." He started walking towards his refrigerator.

I blinked a couple times. "Ok... I'll remember this."

"Why does that sound like there's a threat behind it?" He pulled orange juice out and grabbed him a glass from the top cabinet.

I crossed my arms over my chest. "Because there is..."