I stood in the kitchen, debating whether to make roast potatoes or french fries. I frowned slightly, trying to decide.
A pair of arms wrapped around my waist. "Hey." I shivered as her warm breath tickled my ear.
"What are you doing?" I giggled as she nibbled my ear. "Mmmm." She moaned softly, the sound turning me on completely.
"Well, hello." I turned around and pulled her into my arms. She smiled and pulled my face close to hers. She gazed at my parted lips while biting her own. She looked into my eyes then at my lips again.
I leaned in and slowly placed my lips on hers. She sighed blissfully and melted in my arms. I flicked the tip of my tongue along her bottom lip experimentally and felt her shiver.
"Aren't you supposed to be cooking?" She murmured after several minutes.
I glanced at the potatoes. "Fuck it," I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the hallway. "I plan on eating something better." I winked at her and she ran into our room, pulling me behind her.
