Rhea padded into the kitchen, her footsteps light on the tile floor. The morning sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the dark waves of her hair, which cascaded down her back in rich, glossy curls. She wore nothing but a silky tank top and boyshorts, the fabric clinging to her curves.
“Smells amazing in here,” Rhea said, wrapping her arms around her boyfriend, Ethan, from behind as he stirred the scrambled eggs on the stovetop. He turned, a playful smirk on his face, and pulled her close.
“Can’t let the most beautiful woman in the world start her day on an empty stomach,” Ethan said, his hands slipping down to grab her ass. Rhea giggled and pressed her body against his, feeling his hardening cock through his boxers.
Ethan transferred the eggs to a plate and set it down on the counter. He took Rhea’s hand, leading her over to the kitchen island. “How about we have breakfast in bed?”
Rhea’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “I think I’d rather have it on the counter instead,” she purred, her voice low and sultry.
Without waiting for a response, Rhea dropped to her knees in front of Ethan. She tugged his boxers down, freeing his erect cock. It stood tall and proud, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Rhea’s tongue darted out, licking up the clear fluid before wrapping her lips around the head.
Ethan groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as Rhea took him deeper, her mouth hot and wet. She bobbed her head, her hands massaging his balls, drawing low moans from Ethan’s throat. Rhea’s blue eyes locked with his as she sucked, her tongue swirling around the shaft.
Ethan could take no more. He pulled Rhea up and spun her around, pressing her against the counter. He yanked her tank top over her head, revealing full, perky breasts with rosy nipples already stiff with arousal. He pinched and teased the sensitive buds as he ground his cock against her ass.
Rhea reached back, directing Ethan inside her. He surged forward, burying himself to the hilt as she cried out in pleasure. He began to move, his hips pumping in a steady rhythm as he pounded into her needy pussy.
Rhea braced herself against the counter, her knees weakening as Ethan drove her closer to the brink. The rough countertop against her breasts and the force of his thrusts sent jolts of ecstasy through her body.
Ethan’s hands roamed her curves, squeezing and caressing as he fucked her. Rhea’s fingernails dug into his back, urging him on as she chased her climax. With a final, deep thrust, Ethan sent Rhea over the edge. She screamed his name, her body shaking as waves of pleasure crashed over her.
Ethan followed, his cock throbbing inside her as he came hard, filling her with his hot seed. They collapsed against each other, panting and sweat-slicked, the remnants of breakfast forgotten on the stovetop.
As they disentangled, Rhea reached for her tank top and smiled up at Ethan, her eyes still sparkling with desire. “Best. Breakfast. Ever.”
Ethan chuckled, pulling her into a kiss. “I’ll keep that in mind for next time.”
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