Chapter 5
I leaned against the counter and watched Balthazar as he flipped the pancakes. He winked. "Hungry love?" I poked his side and he waved the spatula at me. "No harassing the chef." I giggled and moved behind him, sliding my arms around his waist, my fingers slipping into his shirt. I leaned up and whispered in his ear. "How about teasing then?" I slid my hand up further and he gasped as my fingers slid across his nipple. "Keep that up and you'll never get breakfast." he huffed playfully. I giggled, and let my hands start roaming southward. "Maybe I'm hungry for more than pancakes?"
Sometimes I forget how quickly angels can move. Like we were in the kitchen, and now I'm pinned underneath him, his left hand holding both mine above my head, our faces inches apart. He leaned forward, nuzzling my ear. "How'd you like to find out which of us is the better tease?" I would have answered, if my brain hadn't short circuited as soon as his lips brushed my ear. The best I could manage was moaning something unintelligible. His mouth worked its way lower, across my throat, sucking and grazing his teeth. I summoned all the remaining higher brain function I had left and managed to say "Clothes… off"
"So impatient love" he whispered, and again, the moving inhumanly fast, he was straddling my thighs, and slowly undoing the buttons of my shirt. I huffed, tried to move my hands, and couldn't. "Problem with your hands?" I tried squirming, but he was enjoying taking way too long to undress me. I was down to my bra and panties, him straddling my hips again. He leaned down slowly, his lips brushing mine, his hands sliding up my skin, and I whimpered because he was deliberately not touching the covered areas. His mouth worked its way down my body, kissing and nibbling, again (Fuck!) not touching anything covered.
"Still think it's fun to tease lover?" he said as he looked up from where he was trying to kill me by sucking dark marks into my inner thighs. "Balthazar, please" I was not begging, nope not me. He sat up slightly, and sweet lord have mercy the look in his eyes, and oh holy fuck, as he drug his fingernails across the outside of my panties. "Please what?" He slid up and reached under my back, his fingers toying with my bra clasp. "Please keep teasing you? Is that what you were saying love?"
Damn my brain was on overload and words, lots of them that I could not string together to save my fucking life right now. "Balthazar, no, teasing bad." Ya. Words.
I saw his lips twitch, and I knew he was trying not to laugh, and if I wasn't so turned I might have realized the humor in it.
"Balthazar, stop laughing and get up here and fuck me or so help me God I will get loose somehow and hurt you!" I am the master of eloquent speech.
Suddenly speech was no longer a problem as his mouth smashed into mine, I'm fairly sure he ripped off my panties, but holy fuck he was naked on top of me, and no longer teasing. I raked my nails into his back as yanked my hair and thrust up inside me. I swear he was trying to fuck me through the mattress, and I was loving every minute of it. We rolled over and I raked my nails down his chest as I rode him, gasping as he grabbed my hips and started thrusting harder and harder, I screamed his name as I came, falling forward on top of him just as he finished inside me.
It took a bit for my vision to return to normal, and I think I was breathing again. His lips brushed my forehead. "You going to make it?" I groaned. "Mmphmm. Mmm. Ya." Words.