“Is that why you smelled like cookies?”
“Yes.” I giggled.
He slowly stirred the milk on top of the stove. I was relieved when he made the hot chocolate with milk and not water. I couldn’t stand it when it was made with water. It made it too watery for me.
“That’s what’s up. Shit smells good as hell. Marshmallows or no marshmallows?” He turned around to face me. A slight smirk was on his face as he waited for my response. “Your answer will dictate the way the rest of your time here goes.” There was atwinkle and a devious look in his eyes that made my stomach clench. Major wanted to fuck me, and the feeling was mutual.
I leaned forward on the table. “Lots of marshmallows.” I held his gaze for a minute.
He rubbed his beard, then his neck. His eyes were still on mine.
“I like your answer, and it just made this weekend even better.” He turned around and poured the warm milk into the mugs.
My eyes were on his back as I watched him shave pieces of chocolate onto the top of the cup along with the marshmallows. To top it off, he put a nice amount of whipped cream on the top.
Our eyes met when he turned around. He leaned forward and swiped the top of the whipped cream. He stared at me as he did it, and I bit the corner of my lip.
“Meet me in the living room,” he said, then walked out of the kitchen.
I stayed put in the chair for a minute and used a napkin to fan my hot ass. I rubbed the back of my neck to calm my rapidly beating heart.
After a couple of seconds passed, I got up to join Major in the living room. The cups of hot chocolate were placed on the table in front of the couch that doubled as Major’s bed. The fireplace to the left of the room was lit. I listened to the relaxing sound of the fire cracking as I sat next to him.
“These look so good,” I said as I picked up the mug. I took a small sip and closed my eyes at how good it felt going down my throat. The chocolate shavings made it ten times better.
“That good?”
I opened my eyes and looked at Major. “That good.” I took another sip and swiped one of the big marshmallows with my tongue.
“Do you taste that good?”
My eyes widened as I choked on the hot chocolate. Major patted my back and took the cup from my hands.
“Shit, I didn’t expect you to choke.”
It took a minute to get myself together. “I didn’t expect you to ask that either.”
It felt like something was brewing between us, but his question still caught me off guard. I also didn’t know how to answer his question. We didn’t know much about each other, but there was no denying the attraction.
The sexual tension had been there, and it was only a matter of time before we crossed that line, so there was no point in waiting. I was here to enjoy myself, and since that included Major, I was going to make the best of it.
“I think there is only one way to find out.”
Major turned his head to the side and quirked an eyebrow.
“Oh, word?” His tongue snaked out of his mouth and traced his bottom lip. The hunger in his eyes made my clit pulsate.
“Word.” I scooted back against the back of the couch.
Major shifted and leaned over me. His eyes darted down to my lips as he licked his.
“You sure?”
I nodded and pulled him closer. I kissed his lips, catching him off guard, but it didn’t take long for him to catch on.
Our tongues slowly danced with each other as his hand moved to my waist. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck.
Major broke the kiss and looked down at me. “I just want to taste it. Are you going to let me taste you, Tumy?”
