The warm morning light filtered through the windows, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. Liora stretched languidly, her body still feeling the effects of the deep sleep she had after a night full of emotions and quiet connection with Ziv. She glanced at him, still lying next to her, his strong form relaxed and peaceful. He was still asleep, his breathing slow and steady, but even in his slumber, he exuded a certain warmth and safety she found herself craving more of.
But then, she heard the familiar footsteps of her father downstairs—always punctual, always making his presence known. He was already preparing breakfast, as he often did. She smiled softly, slipping out of bed to join him, eager for the comforting start to their day.
Ziv stirred as she moved, mumbling a sleepy protest. "Five more minutes…" he grumbled, reaching out for her.
Liora couldn't help but smile at his playful request, but she gently shook her head. "Dad's here with breakfast. We've got to go downstairs."
With a groan, Ziv finally gave in, stretching his tall frame before following her downstairs.
The smell of warm croissants, freshly scrambled eggs, and sizzling bacon filled the kitchen. Her father, ever the early riser, was already bustling around the table, making sure everything was just right. His grin widened when he saw them come in together.
"Good morning, you two!" he called, his voice deep and jovial. He set down a plate of freshly sliced fruit and waved them both to the table. "Sit down, sit down. I've got everything ready."
Liora's father winked at her before turning to Ziv. "Make sure you take good care of my daughter, Ziv. I'm trusting you."
Ziv met her father's gaze with sincerity in his eyes. "I will, Mr. Lior. I promise."
As they finished breakfast, laughter and light conversation filled the space, and despite the tension that had lingered in the past few days, it felt easy again. Liora's heart lightened, and for a moment, she let herself believe that things were exactly where they needed to be.
After the meal, her father excused himself, mentioning he had to head to the vineyard for some work. Liora stood up and hugged him. "I'll be back later, Dad."
"Be safe, sweetheart. Take care of each other," he said with a warm smile, giving Ziv a final nod before he left.
Immediately Lior left, Ziv smiled slightly, his eyes hungry for affection,
"I don't think I can ever get enough of you, I need you in my arms", Liora smiled and her cheeks turned red like freshly picked cherrys.
Ziv got up from his chair and leaned over Liora, he carried her and walked to the room and locked the door. His gaze caressed her, filled with warmth and affection as through the world had melted away.
"Liora, I miss you so much, I miss all of these things, I'm so hard right now I could eat you up" Liora bit her lips slightly, she felt Ziv's private poked Liora's thighs, it felt thick and big.
"Ziv, I'm here and you know that, but you need to calm down, you sound like you're going to eat me up literally"
They both smiled as Ziv gently kissed her forehead, trailing soft, tender kisses down her neck, along her stomach, and finally to her thighs. "Hhhh" Liora moaned, the sound soft and drawn-out as if savoring the air.
Ziv slowly unbuttoned Liora's shirt while he pressed his lips to hers, as if every moment was a revelation, soon he was done with that, he smiled at Liora " hold on, I'm going in now, I want you to feel every moment" Liora took a deep breath and closed her eyes as Ziv went inside her slowly till he buried himself in her.
"Ziv…" she whispered, her voice trembling, as his name escaped her lips in a soft moan.
Everything built up, the tension reaching its peak, until they both finally succumbed to the overwhelming wave of pleasure. As they lay together, their bodies still trembling, they breathed heavily, the room filled with the lingering heat of their connection.
Ziv leaned over to Liora, his eyes glinting with excitement. "Ready to go on an adventure?"
She grinned, feeling a flutter in her chest. "Absolutely. Where are we going first?"
He took her hand, pulling her toward the door. "I've got a few places in mind. Places I should have taken you before, but we'll make up for lost time today."
The day stretched out before them like a blank canvas. They visited cozy coffee shops, tasted pastries from the best bakeries in town, and took spontaneous photos at every turn. Ziv's hand never strayed far from hers, and his playful touches, the light caresses against her skin, sent warmth flooding through her every time.
Each stop was filled with memories and laughter, and with each moment, Liora felt the weight of the past lift off her shoulders. The day wasn't about the unknown anymore; it was about the present, about enjoying the simple, beautiful things she had with Ziv right now.
At one point, they found themselves in front of an old, charming bakery. The scent of freshly baked bread lingered in the air, making her smile as Ziv tugged her inside.
"This place is special," he said softly, his gaze never leaving her face. "It reminds me of when I was here before, trying to escape the noise of everything. But it's different now. With you here, it feels like the perfect place to be."
Liora was touched by his words, but the way he looked at her—full of love and longing—melted her heart. She took his hand and squeezed it. "I'm glad we're doing this together."
As they stepped back outside, Ziv guided her to a quiet park bench. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow over everything. He pulled her close, his breath warm against her neck. "I never realized how much I missed moments like this—how much I missed us."
Liora turned to face him, her heart racing at the intensity in his eyes. There was so much she wanted to say, so much they had yet to explore.