"Yeah. One."
"Oh my darling, you are the bachelor. Well, if you let me buy you some kitchen basics I will make you Sunday morning breakfast."
"You can pick it out. I pay."
His eyes were serious as he faced her. The coffee was half made, but he looked so decisive. Mandy bit her tongue, literally, as she looked at him. He expected her to fight him. "All right," she said, squelching the urge to hold up her hands in surrender.
"After I have a cup of coffee, you want to shower with me?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows before turning back. Then he turned again. "Do you drink coffee?"
"Not so much."
"Right. Add your beverage of choice to your list. Anything else you might need, k?"
"I'm on it." Once the coffee was started, he grabbed her from the counter she was leaning on. He bent his head and then stopped. "I'd kiss you but I have the whole morning breath."
"I'll chance it. And, I'll take a few minutes to think about that shower." She stretched up. He bent down and pressed his lips to hers, a sweet closed mouth kiss.
"Come on. You're considering sleeping with me. Showering can be foreplay."
She stepped back and gestured to her body. "I'm not exactly the same girl you knew. I have a few new surprises under these clothes."
He grabbed her hand and pulled her back against him. He let his hands roam over her stomach and hips while he replied to her self-consciousness. "More of you to love. I love watching your curves, nearly as much as I"m loving touching them right now." He let his hands move up over her breasts. He molded them to his hands. She could feel they filled his large hands, and then some. She could feel her body react to his caresses. "Stick girls are boring compared to this."
He pulled her shirt from her waist band and let her hands slip under. He cupped her breasts, supporting their weight in his hands. He bent his head to her ear and whispered to her. "Make no mistake, Mandy. I want you. I want to see you. I want to watch you as you come, my hands between your legs. My mouth between your legs. And most of all I want to bury myself into you."
He let her go and she was stuck in the spot. Her body was humming, buzzing. How was she going to last through the day with that kind of morning foreplay? For fuck sake. She felt beautiful when he was touching her, when he was whispering in her ear.