Entering the dining room so late in the morning feels like a huge giveaway as to what we've been doing but I'm glad to see it's absolutely deserted. Jake's walking behind me with his hands on my shoulders and is much more relaxed, he's practically horizontal now, his mood is so mellow. I guess finally making me o****m multiple times has him in a much better mood, all my inner thoughts and emotions no longer a hurdle when he started making love to me again. In fact, his confessions had only made me extra responsive to his touch and barely able to last minutes before the first waves had overtaken me.
He kisses me on the back of the head before letting go and taking my hand to lead me to a sunny breakfast room laid with bowls and cereal. Almost as soon as we sit a maid comes in bringing us h
