Daddy's Girl | l.h. au

18

*the next morning*

SAMANTHA's POV:

I woke up this morning to the smell of coffee and an empty bed beside me, so I rolled out of bed and put on the bathrobe that ended up on the floor last night to walk out and find Luke since we both ended up going to be naked. I think you get the idea of what happened after the bath. I ventured out to the kitchen and saw Luke standing in front of the stove in a pair of boxers, so I just leaned up against the counter by the entrance to the kitchen and watched him. I looked a little to the left of him at two cups of coffee and smiled, and then I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his torso, taking a deep breath before kissing the center of his back.

"Good morning." I said softly.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." I heard a smile in his voice.

"What're you making?"

"Breakfast." He looked over his shoulder at me.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"What?" He laughed.

"Nothing."

"That's a lie."

"Maybe." I kissed his back again.

"How do pancakes sound?"

"Yummy." I opened the bathrobe and pressed my bare chest up against his back.

"You're not wearing anything, are you?"

"You tell me."

I grabbed his hand and dragged his fingers along my bare thigh, up to between my legs, and he took in a deep breath before turning around and looking my body up and down while biting his lip. He lifted my hand and arm and spun my around, then pulling me back to his body and kissing me slowly, pushing the robe aside and grabbing my ass in both of his hands.

"You're so gorgeous." He whispered.

"Thank you." I pressed my hands up against his bare chest.

"Do you want to forget breakfast?"

He lifted me up onto the counter beside the stove and started tugging at the bathrobe that I somehow still had on, and I grabbed his hands and brought them down to my thighs, letting him give each of them a firm squeeze before I spoke again.

"You're making something." I smiled.

"So? You're way more delicious."

"Don't..." I shook my head and laughed. "Don't say that, that's weird."

"But you are."

"Ok, but it's weird."

"Alright, I won't say it anymore."

"Thank you." I leaned in and kissed him. "But you really should get back to breakfast." 

"So you don't want to?"

"Not yet, babe."

"Alright." He whispered and kissed me one last time before stepping away and tending to breakfast again.

With that, I hopped off of the counter and tied the robe back up, and then I walked back into the bedroom and laid back down after taking the robe off and tossing it on Luke's side of the bed. I got comfy under the covers and closed my eyes, but I wasn't able to get that comfy because I heard Luke's footsteps, so I opened my eyes and saw him standing in the bedroom doorway just looking at me. I propped my head up on my hand, my elbow pressing down into the mattress, and smiled at my love who was making his way over to my side of the bed.