Double Breakfast Treat ( Hot Morning Sex)

CHAPTER TWO

The sky was a magnificent grey and sea blue fusion, the fog gently kissing the tip of The Haven. It was always my favorite spot when it comes to breakfast outside home. I had introduced Vicky to the place some years ago and she totally fell in love with it, raining praises and appellations throughout the meal. The atmosphere, the décor, and yes, the food, gives total chills to people who love a quiet and classy breakfast. The best breakfast in the city is made in The Haven but their other meals...ermm I'd advise you to choose somewhere else.

I performed my short getting ready ritual which is closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. I tossed the keys to my 2016 black Range Rover Evoque and Edmond the valet caught it with a smile.

"Good morning Sir, you're welcome."

"Thanks Eddie, see you when I return." I uttered swiftly with a wink. I walked to the reception where a young Hispanic man wore a broad smile. He was new there, I had never seen him there before. He had dark caramel skin, bushy yet neat eye brows perfectly arched above his coffee eyes with fine strands of hair carefully lined as eyelids. He had a sharp jawline and slight cheekbones with lips slightly parted. The skin around the edges of his eyes beautifully lined up as wrinkles as he was starting to wander why I was staring so intently at him.

I smiled and looked down on his left breast which had FREDERICO boldly written in blue, gently ling in black background. I smiled at him, which seemed to give him a more relaxed look as he said

"Welcome to The Haven. Do you please have a reservation sir?"

"Hello, there should be a reservation here under the name of Miss. Victoria Peterson." I responded my tone as formal as ever.

"Just a minute sir". And with that, he duck to pick up a pen and seconds later there was the sound of typing and he spoke, breaking the silence.

"Well there is a reservation for two under that name sir. It's the private rooftop space sir. You need to move to the elevator and..."

"Don't worry. I know my way around."

The neatly polished silver elevator doors swooshed apart relieving my eyes from the blur royal blue to an enchanting landscape view of the city slapping me with its bare nakedness and revealing all of its beautiful flaws and secrets.

There she was sitting it a royal blue dress with ivory blue details as though she asked for what I was wearing and found a matching outfit. Her seemingly dead eyes sprang to life when she saw me. She jumped out of her seat and halted, posing with her hand placed on the table after she seemed to, some seconds ago, want to run up and hug me.

"How is my little cupcake doing? ", I asked when I stood right before her royalty. Her cut black hair obeying the wind and matted cherry lips stretched into a shy smile.

"I'm great Hun"

"Come over here!" I say opening my arms giving her the opportunity to do the thing she was dying to do. Her hug was warm and the silk in her dress slowly gliding through my fingers.

"Missed you so much big bro.", she whispered.

"Missed you more dear."

Breakfast was served, and like old times, my sister and I were at a table savoring and analyzing the various tastes and ingredients. We talked in between bites about some things we used to do when she was here. Before she left with him. That jerk.

"He is not a jerk Maxwell!" she spat out knowing how much I hate been called Maxwell.

"He's messing up your life!" I screamed at her. Her face moved slowly to face the floor. My words had hurt her, I had to apologize.

"I'm sorry. Didn't mean it to come out that way. Actually I've been meaning to ask you this, why did you come back from this trip so soon?"

"Max, let's not go through this please." She pleaded with her fingers caressing her dark black hair.

"He did it again didn't he?"

Silence

"I knew it. Vicky..."

'Max, stop!"

"okay." Raised my hands in a gesture of surrender." Have you called mom and dad? ...Oh! Don't answer because I know perfectly what the answer to that question is"

"It's jus..."

"Pull out your phone, we're phoning then right now"

She picked up her P.Son phone and looked for moms number. The look on her face just excites me. No, I don't like to torture my little sister, but she simply looks so funny. I watched he4e as they spoke. Shortly afterward she slammed her phone down.

"Mom says hi. She's expecting us all at her place tomorrow