Working on yourself isn’t easy, but I love her through every one of them.
The one thing that we discussed at length? Her five-year plan. She still wants parts of it to happen.
Like getting married and having kids.
With me.
“How do you plan on spoiling me?”
Tugging the duvet down, I expose her bare chest. Her nipples are already hard as I suck one into my mouth.
“Tag,” she groans.
“This is one way I plan on spoiling you.”
Drifting down her stomach, I find her pussy already wet for me. I sink a finger inside of her.
“I only need this.”
“Oh no.” I suck on the pulse at her neck. “This is just the beginning.”
“What else?” She arches off the bed as my hand lazily moves in and out of her.
“Well, after mutual orgasms, I plan on making you breakfast.”
“I hope not bacon butties.” Her face goes serious. “The last time you tried to make them, you almost burned down the flat.”
“It was the pan,” I correct.
Cooking here is something I’m still not great at.
“It’s a good thing the building manager likes me.”
“Who wouldn’t?” I press my thumb down on her clit to bring her back to the moment and away from the post-fire argument that led to epic makeup sex.
“Mm. What else do you plan on taking me to do today?”
“After breakfast with some champagne, I plan on taking you to all my favorite places in the city.”
“Why yours?” she purrs.
“They’re your favorites too.” I take another nipple in my mouth, laving my tongue around the tight bud.
“Like the Tower Bridge.”
“Precisely.” I blow my breath over her nipple. “Even if it will be a completely normal, non-private day.”
“We can’t always do naughty things around the city.”
I push two fingers inside her. “Doesn’t hurt to try.”
Cupping my cheeks, Liv takes my mouth in a heated kiss. Our breaths mingle as I keep working her over. I press my hard dick into her hip as she grinds down onto my hand.
“What else?” she breathes.
“After that, we’ll meet everyone for lunch.”
“You planned a meal with my friends?”
