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-Chapter XVII-

Katniss woke up the next day to the smell of bacon and eggs coming from the kitchen. At first she blinks her eyes spontaneously caused by confusion as to who is the one cooking at her kitchen. She was about to leave her bed when she felt the cold feeling against her naked body caused by the air condition.

She went and rummage her closet for a cover and settled for a large jersey owned by Cato. As she survey her surrounding while the smell of delicious breakfast continues to take advantage of her hunger, little by little the events of last night slowly creeps their way into her mind. The memory of her and Peeta making love is enough to plaster a huge grin on her face.

The feeling of Peeta's body pressed against hers is still fresh. Peeta is gentle and passionate, but also rough at the same time. She can't help but smile and touch her lips, the feeling of Peeta's lips is still lingering in hers. She decided to head for the kitchen and sit on the counter as she watches a topless Peeta busying himself preparing breakfast.

Katniss continues to stare at Peeta with amazement as to how skilled he is when it comes to cooking. Katniss never learned how to cook, even when Cato was still alive, Cato never really taught her to cook. Cooking while his shirt off is also a mannerism of Cato, she smiles at the image of Cato preparing her breakfast every single day. She misses her husband a lot, and she can't deny the slight resemblance of Peeta and Cato. But she also knows, that they are two different people, and either way, she's happy.

"Good morning." Peeta greeted her with a huge smile on his face.

Katniss smiled back, "Morning stranger."

Peeta lean into her and kiss her softly, "Sleep well?"

"I did. What are you making?"

"Bacon and eggs. And some cupcakes."

"Ooh! Yum!"

Peeta smirked at her, "Let's eat then."

They spent few minutes eating in silence, probably because of hunger until Peeta asked Katniss, "Listen, my father wants me to invite you for dinner tonight."

Katniss looked at Peeta with a questioning look, "Really? Why?"

He cleared his throat, "Well, he kind of actually knows what's- um, - what's going on with us."

"Oh…" She shifted her gaze down to her food.

Peeta bit his lip, "Are you mad?" When Katniss refused to answer him, he immediately panicked and started to ramble, "It's just that, I can never really hide something from my dad. I'm sorry. I didn't-"

"Okay."

Peeta gape at Katniss, "What?"

Katniss looked up at Peeta and smile at him, "I said okay. I'd love to have dinner with you and your father. He's a good man."

Peeta sighs in relief, "Don't do that."

"Do what?" She asked smirking at him.

He let out a harsh breath and reach for her hand, "You really have no idea just how much effect you have on me."

She smiles at him, gripping his hand gently, "See, that's where you're wrong."

Peeta looked at her, confused.

"I do know just how much. Because you're doing the same thing." She then, reach across the table to grab his face and pull him close to her.

She kissed him with pure greed and desire. She didn't wait until she felt his tongue brush her lips, this time, it's her tongue that boldly intrude his mouth that he wholeheartedly allowed.

As they continue to wrestle each other's mouth with their tongue, Peeta tug Katniss' hand lightly and led her across to him, making her settle on top of him. But before Katniss can totally straddle on top of Peeta, she removed her mouth from his and smirked at him. She then make her way down to her knees, settling herself in the middle of Peeta's legs.

Peeta bit his lip when Katniss pulled down his pant revealing his big, smooth and now hard cock. He breathe deeply as Katniss started to stroke his length, making it harder. Just the feeling of how hot her palm is against his is driving him mad, and the feeling becomes more intolerable as soon as he felt Katniss' hot breath against his bare skin.

Katniss can't resist the urge of taking Peeta to her mouth, she continues to stroke him with a medium pace as she licks the top of his cock.

"Katniss…" Peeta's voice is breathless and gently grabs a handful of Katniss' hair.

Katniss never done this before even with Cato. But seeing how hard and big Peeta is, she can no longer avoid the urge of wanting to suck him. She's now going to put her mouth on him. Wrap her soft, sultry lips around Peeta's cock.

"Fuck!" Peeta cursed under his breath as Katniss put him on her mouth.

Katniss is sucking him hard and fast, savoring Peeta's cock sliding in and out of her mouth. She can feel herself getting wet between her legs. She ignored the fact that she failed to put on underwear.

Peeta's entire body felt a jolt of electricity as he hold on to Katniss' head. He kept his hold on her hair gentle as he moves his hips matching the rhythm of her mouth sucking his cock. But he can't take it any longer, as much as how her mouth felt good wrapped around his cock, he wants nothing more than to be inside her.

He tug Katniss by her arm and sit her on top of him, pointing his erection to her wet center. And with one thrust, Peeta is again inside with the woman she loves. They stayed for a moment savoring the feeling of their conjoined bodies.

"Peeta," says Katniss whispering at his ear, her voice is husky and breathless, "I love you."

And with those three words, Peeta started to move his hips with a fast pace making Katniss moan loudly with his every thrust. Katniss threw her head back as she tries to match his tempo.

"Peeta!" she screamed, as Peeta fastens his mouth onto her nipples, one after the other. They are both breathing heavily, as she grinds on top of him grabbing a handful of her hair.

He started to move quicker while she continues to move on top of him. He can feel her tighten around his cock hinting of her getting close to reach her climax. Peeta stood up lifting her, as he thrust faster and harder.

"Oh God! Peeta!" Katniss threw her head back, tightening her arms around him, the tension building, making her explode as reached her limit. Peeta, continues to thrust in and out of her until he felt himself reaching his own limit.

"No! Don't pull it out. Come inside me." Katniss whispered at him.

With one hard thrust, Peeta relieved himself inside Katniss. He carefully put her down and lay her on the couch, resting his head on top of her chest. Both of them, catching their breath.

Katniss then started to play with a lock of Peeta's hair, twirling it on her finger, "I'm safe today. In case, you're wondering."

Peeta raise his head to meet her eyes, "Say it one more time."

She raised an eyebrow at him, "I'm safe today."

He chuckled, "Not that, the other thing."

Katniss stare at him for a moment before slowly giving him a sweet smile, "I love you."

"That's what I thought."

Katniss can't stop fidgeting on her seat as Peeta carefully park his car in front of his house.

"What are you so nervous about?"

Katniss gape at Peeta and shook her head, "I'm not nervous."

He chuckled, "You face says otherwise. What is it?"

She let out a harsh breath, "It's just that, I haven't seen your dad for a long time. And the last time I did…"

Peeta reached to grip her hand, "Hey, it's going to be fine. Besides I'm here."

Katniss bit her lip and smile at him, "I know."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Peeta gave Katniss a lingering kiss before getting off his side and make his way to assist her.

As they are closing in to the door, Peeta's phone ringed.

"Hello?"

"Pete! Where are you? I've been calling you for half an hour now."

"Relax. I'm already here."

"What?! You're here?! Is Katniss with you?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Get her home now!"

"What are you talking about Asshole?"

"I'm serious! Get her home now!"

"I'm hanging up."

"Wait! Pete-"

Peeta turn to look at Katniss who's staring at him intently, "Who's that?"

"My brother."

Katniss stare at him questioningly, "Why? Where is he?"

Peeta sighs, "Inside."

She raised an eyebrow at him, "Why is he calling you then?"

Peeta laughed, "I don't know. He's crazy."

Peeta then rang the doorbell, and with only one ring the door opened. His smile instantly fell and his face became serious but his hand not letting go of Katniss.

"Pete!" His father greeted them, "Hello Katniss." Smiling warmly at Katniss.

"Good evening," Katniss smiled at Mr. Mellark but winced when she slowly felt Peeta's grip getting tight.

She's about to shake Peeta's hand off her, when she saw him focused on something or rather with someone. His face is serious and hard. She follows his gaze only to lead her with a woman standing a few feet away from them.

"Pete," says the woman.

"Delly."

Katniss shivers to the tone of his voice. Peeta is clearly not very pleased with the presence of whoever this woman is. And she's got a feeling that it would not also bring her comfort.