Chapter 9 Tumy
I felt a rush of butterflies in my stomach when he caressed the back of my hand and oddly missed his touch when he removed his hand.
“I can help,” I told Major as I stood.
“I got it. I appreciate you for cooking breakfast.” His eyes traveled the length of my body as he licked his lips.
“And I appreciate you for grabbing the wood and for offering to clean the kitchen.”
I could have let him do it by himself, but I didn’t mind washing dishes. I actually preferred it over the dishwasher. It surprised me that he even offered to do anything. I stood next to him at the sink and turned the water on. I squirted dish soap into the pan and waited for it to fill up.
My stomach felt jittery standing so close to Major and inhaling his scent.
“So, what does a typical day in the life of Major look like?” I washed the dishes, and Major rinsed and dried them off. It wasn’t a lot, because I only used one pan and a couple of utensils. Then our plates and cups.
“It depends on the day. Most of the time, I go to work. I’m an HVAC technician. Other times, out in the wild hunting, or at home relaxing. I also spend time with my parents. What about you?” He put the last dish in the dish rack, then sprayed the sink with a cleaner and wiped it out.
I stood to the side watching him because he was just as neat as I was.
“Before you answer that, do you want some hot chocolate, and we can go to the living room and chill?”
“Yes, that sounds good.” I sat at the table as he moved around the kitchen getting what he needed.
“To answer your question, most of the time, I’m making products or learning new formulas for new products.
Other times, I’m in meetings or scheduling promotional videos and stuff like that.
I own a beauty and skin care line—Butta Bawdy.
We sell multiple types of products, but the body butters are the most popular, and they were the first thing I started with. ”
“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 a twinkle 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?”
He could taste me, fuck me, slut me out if he wanted to. It didn’t matter to me as long as he did something to help put out the fire that blazed in my body.
“Yes. Please.”
Major pushed my leggings and panties down, then used his tongue to lick down the middle of my chest, to my belly button. He twirled his tongue inside my belly button before he continued further. I opened my legs wider and looked down at him.
“You gonna watch me eat this pussy?”
I leaned up on my elbows. “Ye—” My answer was cut off by him sucking on my clit.
I dropped my head back and closed my eyes.
“Look at me, Tumy. Watch me eat.” He lowered himself to my pussy again and French kissed my lower lips, occasionally pulling my clit into his mouth.
I struggled to keep my eyes open, but every time I closed them, Major bit my clit.
“I told you to watch me. I want you to remember who made you cum the way I’m about to.”
He slid a finger into my ass, then used another one to apply pressure on my clit. Major’s tongue did the rest of the work. It felt too damn good. I moved my hips off the couch.
“Shit.”
Major stared into my eyes as he licked my pussy like we hadn’t just eaten breakfast. When I felt my stomach clench, I leaned back against the couch.
I pushed Major’s head as my butt clenched around his fingers, and I let out a scream that probably was heard in the other cabins. Bright lights exploded behind my eyes. I pulled Major’s hair and gripped the sheets with my other hand.
“Fuck. Fuck.” It felt like I wouldn’t stop cumming.
Major moaned against my pussy while he continued to lick me until I stopped shaking. Who ate pussy like that? I couldn’t move. It was like he got pleasure out of pleasing me.
Major removed his fingers from inside of me and wiped his mouth. He kissed my lips, then got off the couch.
“Let me get something to clean you off with.”
“Okay.” I couldn’t form any other words.
I closed my eyes as I waited for him to come back.