se·cret
/ˈsēkrət/
adjective
not known or seen or not meant to be known or seen by others.
noun
something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others.
de·sire
/dəˈzī(ə)r/
noun
a strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing...
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Third POV
Jeff is the first to wake up, reaching up to push his hair out of his face. He goes to sit up but tenses, feeling weight on top of him. He glances down, noticing a mess of curls all over his chest. He smiles, reaching up to run his fingers through her hair emire trying to lay her on his side. But the smiling killer tenses again, feeling his length still buried deep inside of her- with morning wood.
"Fuck..." he grunts, feeling her sturr above him.
He gently flips them over, Jeff cursing as he feels Eboni tighten around him. Not being able to help himself, he begins thrusting in and out of her in shallow motions- still in a haze of sleep mixed with lust. The killer leans down, gently kissing over the hickeys and bite marks he left behind.
Eboni whimpers, squirming underneath him- waking up. "J-Jeff? What are you- hnn~"
"Shhh.." he whispers in her ear, "morning princess. Just doing something we always wanted to try- shit~"
Eboni whines, opening her legs to feel him move even deeper. She opens her eyes, enjoying the sigh of Jeff's flush face above her. She reaches up, wrapping her arms around him as she moves her hips to meet his throat- both trying to reach their highs in their still semi-tired mind. After a few more thrust the two reach their climax, both moaning each other's name.
"Fuuck Eboni...damn...really did miss this pussy."
Eboni pants, letting out a low giggle. "Is that all you missed about me?"
"Fuck no." He quickly said, giving her a quick kiss before slowly pulling out of her. "I missed your damn cooking too, and I'm fucking starving. So get the fuck up."
Eboni scoffs, raising a brow. "Excuse me? I can barely move!"
"Don't fucking complain. I deserve a feast after giving you the best dicking down last night and this morning." He boost, standing off of the bed and moves to scoop Eboni up and walks to his bathroom- using his house shoe to push the glass shards to the side.
