Page 30 of Snow Good to Lose
We groaned in each other's mouth. Caden continued to assault me with his most powerful weapons against my attitude. His tongue and his cock. It turned me into a submissive and compliant idiot. It also made me forget, if only for a second.
He rocked into me, slow and steady. Hitting those spots only he could reach. I arched into him, pulled him close. He countered with a firm hand on my hip to keep me still and where he needed me. I whimpered with every push and pull, absorbing his weight and the friction. The tortured climb to the ultimate prize out of reach until I let go and fell into my happy place. He rode me until I settled in a blissful cloud of sexual satisfaction and drove into me to capture his own release minutes after.
Once our tripdown underended, he snaked his arms beneath me and rolled onto his side. He held me to him like his most precious gift. It gutted me how much he loved me. I floated on those clouds into a calm sleep.
* * *
I wokeup for the second time, refreshed. Morning sex did that to me. My stomach growled.
I reached across the bed. I was alone. The water ran in the bathroom.
I grabbed my phone. It was 8:30 am.
“Aren’t we meeting Carlos for breakfast at nine?” I stretched and rolled over to the other side of the bed. Caden was in the bathroom brushing his teeth. I wandered in and kissed his shoulder on my way to the toilet.
“He can wait.” Caden spoke with a mouthful of toothpaste.“You needed your sleep.”
I jumped in the shower just long enough to rinse off the stickiness. I dressed in a green sundress and sandals.
My braids, no longer in the ponytail, fell around my shoulders. I secured a few strands to keep it out of my face. With my hands raised, my dress rose to below my ass.
“You’re gonna wear that?” Caden pinched my butt cheek.
“I’m just wearing what you packed for me. I figured you liked this dress.” I twirled.
“That’s what I mean. You look too good.” Caden wrapped his arms around me. He pushed my hair away and kissed the back of my neck. “I don’t like the way Carlos looks at you.”
“You jealous.” I brushed my teeth. “Hey, you’re getting toothpaste on my braids.”
He let go. I smacked him in the ass as he left the bathroom.
“Come on, we got to go.” I finished brushing my teeth and joined him.
The rhythm of music playing on the other side of the house grew louder as we made our way down the never-ending hallway. We found the stairs. We followed the smells to the kitchen.
The house was strangely devoid of people. A contrast to last night. People had gathered in every room and every corner. Maybe they had left or were all asleep in the hundred room mansion. I gripped Caden’s hands tight with both hands.
“Where is everybody?” I peeked into the library. We had passed it last night. We eventually made it to the kitchen. Carlos sat alone at a long table in the glass enclosed breakfast nook. Sunshine filled the room. It was a beautiful day.
Carlos smiled as we approached. He held up his hand and gestured toward the phone in his ear.
“Our guests are sleepy heads, yes.” A small older woman in a floor-length black dress with a white apron shuffled into the kitchen. “Please, help yourself to coffee or juice.”
She carried a plate full of bacon toward the hutch between the kitchen and the table.
My mouth watered, and my stomach growled again.
“Oh, young lady, you need to eat.” The little old lady patted my stomach and turned and giggled. Caden nudged me toward the food, while he stepped into the breakfast nook to speak with Carlos.
The buffet rivaled a five-star hotel, everything steaming hot.
I grabbed a mug and poured me a cup of coffee. I held it with both hands, inhaling the aroma. The warmth seeped into my bones. It calmed my brain. The strong coffee woke all my senses in the first sip.
“Well, hello there, Amari.” Spiky blond hair filled my eyeline. “How is my fiancée?”
The second sip turned rancid in my mouth. I dropped the mug and screamed.
