Chapter Twenty
Alexa
When I woke up a few hours later, it was to the smell of bacon cooking. Sitting up I pulled the blankets over my chest and I looked across to the kitchen, where Daniel was standing at the stove cooking bacon, with lettuce and tomatoes pulled out on the cutting board. I watched him work for several minutes moving around the kitchen as the bacon cooked on the stove behind him. Carefully he opened the oven and looked inside it, making sure whatever was in there wasn’t burning. I stood up carefully and went to get some clothes to put on, instead finding my warm, fuzzy pajamas.
I walked back out into the kitchen as Daniel was pulling the bacon off of the stove for whatever he was making and I sat down on one of the stools at the counter. Daniel turned around and smiled at me, “Hey there sleepy head. I thought you might be hungry so I figured I would make you just about the only thing I know how to make that isn’t on a grill, and that I can’t burn. BLTs and fries. Well, the fries might be slightly scorched. How would you like your sandwich?” He turned back to the stove and grabbed the bacon, and fries he had pulled out of the oven.
“In the living room, off your stomach. You?” I winked as I walked into the living room and spread the blanket out on the floor. I looked back to see if Daniel had everything under control, to see him fighting with the plates and bowls. Sighing, I ran over to help him with the plates, making sure he didn’t spill anything and then went back for the mayo and mustard.
Setting everything down I started to arrange stuff on the blanket. I grabbed some bread, spread the mayo and mustard on it and then layered the cheese, bacon, lettuce and tomatoes on it before I noticed that Daniel hadn’t brought in pickles. I liked pickles with my BLTs. Who didn’t?
Daniel was making his sandwich when I came back and sat down. I took a bite of my sandwich and my eyes just about rolled back in my head at the crispness of the lettuce with the bacon and I had to quickly grab for a napkin at all the juices running down my chin.
And then I realized I forgot to put the pickles on my sandwich and cursed. Daniel looked like he could barely hold back his laughter at me. Shaking my head, I turned back to my sandwich, put on some pickles and we ate in silence for a while. It became too much and I had to break it.
“Did you ever get the net and phone sorted out?” I nibbled on some of the fries as Daniel sipped at his soda. They weren’t too bad. He hadn’t burnt the house down at least.
“Um, actually, I couldn’t get a hold of anyone. There’s still no bars on the phone,” he shrugged. “I guess we'll just have to wait it out until it stops snowing and we can try and get a signal. Or at least try and drive out of here, if it’s even possible at this point. The snow was getting really deep and it’s still snowing.”
“Okay. Well, we can keep ourselves occupied.” I wiggled my eyebrows at him as I took a drink of my tea. Setting my cup down on the hearth of the fireplace I laid back and stretched, looking at the light bouncing off my pale skin. Daniel stared at me as I stretched, slack-jawed. I shimmied at him, knowing I was mostly covered, but still having my fun.
Daniel slowly stood up and gathered our dishes to clear the mess up and bring it to the sink for later. I sat there as he went into the room for something, wondering what he was up to. When he came back out he was laughing at himself. He was starting to worry me. I hoped he wasn’t getting cabin fever with as often as he was starting to laugh at himself. He was a city boy after all. They may get cold and snow in Portland, but it was nothing compared to what we got.
“What would you like to watch? We have a lot of movies. Or maybe play a game? I had a lot of games put in here too with the game system. It’s up to you.” Daniel motioned toward the television. I got up and sauntered over to him, attempting to look as sexy as possible in giant pink fuzzy footie pajamas, and investigated the games and movies, deciding on one of my favorite childhood movies, Hook.
I loved Dennis Hoffman and Robin Williams in it. It had always made me feel better when I wasn’t feeling good and right now seemed like a great time to watch it. Picking up the case, I handed it to Daniel. He smiled slightly as he put in the movie, grabbed the controller and sat on the couch, motioning for me to come and sit with him.
I strolled over to the couch as he set up the movie and sat, laying my head on his shoulder. Daniel put his arm around me and started to rub my back through my fuzzy pajamas. After several passes, he began to fondle me. I wasn’t having any of it though. I swatted his hand away.
He seemed to take this as an invitation though and he proceeded to grab my hand, pulling me across his chest, grabbing the waistband of my pajamas and sliding them down my legs. I was already soaking wet, and he was already hard as a rock, pushing into my stomach.
I gasped as he parted my legs, pushing two fingers into my hot, wet pussy, pumping them slightly, bringing sex to the forefront of my mind. I moaned and ground back against him, urging him to pump his fingers hard and faster inside of me. I needed more, and he knew it. Daniel chuckled as he trailed his wet, sticky fingers up over my ass, pushing me back on my knees as he stuck his fingers in his mouth, licking my juices off of them.
“Tasty. You sure you don’t want me to finish?’ He was smirking at me! I knew I was blushing from my arousal. Two could play at this game. Taking the waistband of his pants in my hands, I pulled it down just enough to release his hard cock, before bending down, capturing in my mouth.
I smiled, satisfied at the gasp I heard tear from his lips as I sucked him all the way into my mouth and down my throat. I had shown him what I could do before, and I wasn’t against a repeat. If he would let me. I started slow, torturously, up and down, licking, sucking. Daniel leaned back, scooting down further, giving me better access to him.
I moved fast, sucking harder as I went, until he was panting, his fingers wrapped in my hair, as he guided my head, thrusting into my mouth. Finally, he pulled me off his cock, gasping. I was grinning like the Cheshire Cat torturing Alice when she arrived in Wonderland, as I looked at him.
“Changed your mind?” Daniel managed to gasp out.
“Yes,” I said, laying back on the couch as he covered me. Fuck the movie. I want Daniel. I gave myself over to the man who was ravaging my body.