Later that evening, we went back to my place. Lena was perched on the kitchen island counter, watching me move around the kitchen as I made us both tea. "You look so handsome whenever you're shirtless in the kitchen," she said, a playful smile tugging at her lips. I glanced over my shoulder at her, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Yep," she nodded, her smile widening. I set the tea aside and walked over, positioning myself between her legs. I placed my hands on the counter on either side of her, caging her in. "If I look that handsome, why don't you appreciate me with a kiss?" "A kiss?" she echoed, tilting her head. "Yes. Staring is just not enough." She laughed, then her hands came up to rest on my neck. "Alright, come here." I leaned in, and she kissed me softly. But I deepened it, cupping the back of her head and pulling her closer with my other arm wrapped around her waist. She melted into me, her fingers threading through my hair. When we finally pulled apart, I pres
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