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Chapter Twenty
When I awoke from my slumber I noticed she's still asleep. Grace was still bare as was I. She was on her side, had one leg in the covers and the other one out.
Her hair was matted in front of her face but she was still as beautiful as ever. I got out of bed slowly trying not to make any movement that might disturb her sleep.
I slid on my boxers walking down the steps of my house. I started looking for pans, I didn't know where everything really was. I've been having take out ever since my mom's death.
Other than that she would cook for me. I wanted to do something nice for my Grace. I notice there were only four eggs in the container and spoiled milk.
I really needed to go shopping. I mixed the eggs and spoiled milk in a bowl then placed it in the pan.
I started to move it around in the pan separating it. I checked the freezer noticing there was, in fact, some bacon.
I grabbed another pan for the bacon watching it sizzle. As I reached for the plates to put the breakfast on I felt arms go around my waste.
It startled me but as she kissed my back it soothed me. I grabbed the plates scooping the eggs on the plates waiting for the bacon to start sizzling.
"It smells good," she tells me and I turn around in her grasp. I had at least five inches on her so I looked down upon her.
"Thank you, I guess first times a charm," I say and she chuckles. Thoughts of last night filled my head. I wonder if it was okay. I hope it was okay.
I could have easily fucked up but the way she was a moaning mess I truly doubt it. "Penny for your thoughts?" She questions and that's when I realize I must have dozed off.
"Not important," I say waving it off, her hands go into my boxers grabbing my cock and I gulp. "My hands are cold," she says innocently and it's enough to make my dick hard.
"How about a blowie for your thoughts?" She asks with a pouty and a blink. I don't answer and she takes the time to get down on her knees bringing my boxers with her.
Grace analyzes it before jerking it a bit getting it harder. I bite my lip gripping on the aisle I was leaning up against.
"You like that, daddy?" I groan at her words, she placed her lips against my dick and takes it in all the way.
She starts bobbing her head and my hands fly into her hair. "Keep going Grace, fuck" I cuss. This felt so good to have her lips around me again.
I missed the feeling of her mouth, how warm it was. I missed her innocent blue eyes, I close my eyes. Letting out moans I was so close I knew she felt me twitch in her mouth. She drops me from her mouth jerking me off fast.
I cum right on her face and she lets out a sequel. I lean back trying to catch my breath. I think I might go hard again if I think about how I just came on her face.
The thing that gets my attention is the smoke alarm going off. I turn my vision to the smoke coming out of the bacon mentally cussing at myself.
Grace climbs on the counter grabbing the smoke alarm to turn it off while I try to fan away the smoke from the bacon.
I dump it on a plate throwing the pan in the sink pouring the water on it. I look at the bacon which is black as night.
"Well that was a waste of bacon" she grabs a piece tossing it in her mouth. I notice Grace trying hard not to gag but manage to smile anyway.
"I love burnt bacon".
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"Well nows your time to tell me what you were thinking about," Grace says looking at me "Don't you think I deserve to know?" She questions.
"It's stupid, " I tell her waving it off, she grabs my hand. "Come on Ashton," she says and I sigh.
"Was last night okay?" I ask and she laughs. You know what that did to my ego? It dropped it about an infinite amount.
I get up from the chair, I knew this was a bad idea and I know how I must sound to her, like a pussy.
"No, Ashton don't go," she says grabbing my hand. "Last night was more than amazing. I really liked to go for round two"
