80 Meeting his kids

Caiden's eyes were struck by the first beams of sunlight that came through the window breach. Glancing to the side, he saw Kamara lay her head on his chest as he slowly opened his eyes. There they were, now lying in the center of his mother's living room, only a thin sheet covering their exposed nudity. He had made love to her in different positions and different places in the house, till they ended it all in the living room.

His mother would set the carpet if she knew what had transpired on it the previous evening. Recalling the passionate evening he'd spent with Kamara, Caiden grinned. Her love declaration, followed soon after her hushed moans that were washed away by the rain that later began to fall.

Caiden hadn't felt this happy with any other woman in his life, except for Kamara. As Kamara stirred, he stroked her naked back and kissed her hair. Just as he was going to rouse her up, his phone vibrated next to him. In order to prevent Kamara from overhearing his talk with Jessie,