Sunny! [ ON HOLD ]

Sunny side up!

Sunny's POV

I was woken up my a treacherous sound. A sound so evil and murderous to ones soft delicate morning ears. It mocked me, reminding me of all the hours of sleep I lacked.

My damn alarm clock...

With a much necessary groan, I turned over on my back and let out a deep breath. I swear I only laid my head down for five minutes! After a yawn that so kindly reminded me that I need to brush my teeth, I made a move to get out of the bed only to stop by none other then the devil himself, Anderson. Aka my husband. He had his arm around my waist which he used to pull me back against his chest. I sighed.

"What's the rush baby?" He asked voice hushed and filled with lust all while while placing light kiss to my neck.

I chuckled softly. "Not right now babe.." I breathed as his gripped tightened and his morning wood pressed against my ass. His hand roamed up my and under my shirt and glided over my smooth torso leaving a trail of burning passion.

"It's now or never baby. And God you smell so good!" He groaned as he began using his hand to pull down my boxers while applying light butterfly kisses between my neck and shoulder.

"What if we wake up junior?" I moaned as he began massaging my ass along with pulling down his boxers.

"At his girlfriends" he mumbled into my neck, bringing my leg over his thigh and aligning himself at my entrance. "Already wet for me baby? He teased.

"Fuck me"  I drawled out, breathless as he began to push further inside of me, his grip on my thigh tightening.

"I always do baby" he purred in my ear thrusting all the in and hitting my spot along the way.

"OH God Anderson!" I gasped.

To say we had a let start morning would be an understatement...

***

After a much needed shower and my daily morning hygiene routine, I was now dressed in a pair of white all-stars, a dark pair of Hollister jeans along with a fitted pink collared Hollister shirt, and a cardigan and silver wrist watch. I sprayed on some cologne and made my way downstairs to make some breakfast.

As I made my way out of the room I quickly scooped up Anderson's clothes along with mine, threw them in the hamper and made my way downstairs. I passed by juniors room along the way and could've swore I heard him on the phone? Not deciding to dwell on it I made way through the living and to the kitchen immediately going its the fridge to get the eggs and bacon. Once I pulled out the food, I sat it on the counter and grabbed a bowl from the cabinet along with a fork from the drawer. Closing it with my hip, I turned around to grab a pan. Shit! The pans are on a pan rack hanging above the island.

"I can do this.." I mumbled to myself. I got on the tip of my toes and reached as I high as I could. I could feel the tips of my fingers brushing against the bottom of the pan causing it to lightly swing back and forth. "Almost there baby..come on" I whispered bringing my leg up onto the island, spreading it so I can push myself further up.

I had been so caught up with the damn pan that I didn't even hear Anderson walk in.

"Damn, that's right. Arch that back baby" he teased, his voice low and husky. I glared over at him slightly flustered. I got off the island and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Very funny horn dog. Now would you please get the pan for me? I would like to arrive to work on TIME!" I whined.

He pushed off from the the wall and walked towards me with his hands in his pockets. The sounds of his black Italian leathers echoed off the hardwood floor. He was wearing black slacks topped with a navy blue button down and a gold Rolex. He stopped in  front of me, towering me actually at 6'3. He smelled of his Polo cologne.