Page 34 of Level Me Up

Chapter Nineteen

Dex

It’s early on a lazy Saturday. I haven’t had this kind of relaxing weekend morning in a long time. I can’t actually remember the last time. But now that I know what I’ve been missing, I might just become addicted. Lying on the couch tangled up with Morgan, I find myself lazily playing a video game while she reads on her Kindle.

What is so crazy about this, though, is that while I play video games professionally, I playCall of Battle, almost exclusively. Very rarely do I have the time to play a game other thanCoB. But this morning, I’m getting to play a game I haven’t played in a while and I have no desire to try and beat…anything. I’m just playing, and it’s fun. Relaxing.

What makes this whole situation better is that Morgan is the cause of it. She stayed over last night, which is becoming a common occurrence. Over a couple bowls of cereal—God, that girl loves her cereal—she said all she wanted to do this morning was be lazy and read. Her wish was my command. And now, for more than an hour, tangled on this couch is where we’ve been.

“You’re staring at me again,” she says sweetly without looking at me. And I was, I must have gotten distracted last time I looked over at her and just didn’t stop.

I chuckle, “Sorry, can’t help it. You’re distracting me.”

“How? I’m reading and literally doing nothing else.”

“Oh, just you being here is distracting,” I tell her bending down to place a light kiss on the top of her head.

She turns in my arms and looks up at me with a seductive grin on her face, “So, you’re not bored?”

“No way, I’m loving this right now. Hanging out in my pajamas, playing a video game with a sexy reader girl in my arms. How is that boring?”

She giggles, and dammit if that sound doesn’t turn me on. Then she pushes up slightly so her lips brush mine, “So, you wouldn’t want me to do this?” she whispers as she presses in closer. Instantly, I kiss her back and can feel the smile on her lips. She seems innocent most of the time, but she has got one hell of a sly, sexy side to her.

I waste no time deepening the kiss causing her to emit one of those moans that make my dick twitch. The controller I am holding falls to the floor with a thud. I reach between us and snag her Kindle and lightly drop it on the floor behind her. I scoot down on the couch a bit so we are now evenly facing each other. She wraps a lean, smooth leg around my hip, and with a low throaty moan, I pull her closer to me.

I know we are on the couch in the living room and the apartment isn’t empty right now, so this make-out session can’t go any further, but I can’t stop myself from sliding a hand beneath her shirt. Again, I’m rewarded with sexy little moans.

I don’t know how much time goes by; it’s like this whenever I kiss her. Nothing else around us matters and time seems to stop until I hear a throat clear somewhere behind me. My hand stops but the kissing doesn’t.

Then Link yells from further away, “Uh, I’d like to enter the room, but dirty things are happening, and I don’t want to be scarred for life.”

At this, Morgan slowly pulls away. There is heat still in her eyes as she rolls them but shyly smiles when she looks down and sees my hand still cupping her breast under her shirt. Tugging her shirt down, she mutters loud enough for Link to hear, “What are you, like five?”

I can hear the mirth in his voice, as he replies from somewhere in the hall, “What are you guys? Like sixteen? Making out on a public couch.”

She doesn’t reply, but bites her swollen, pink bottom lip and looks up at me and grins.

I wink at her, “Link, you act like you never got caught making out with a girl on the couch,” I say as I adjust my pants. With some minor maneuvering, we are back to our starting position.

“No, I did, but I was sixteen,” he states as he walks in the room and straight through to the kitchen, “which was my point.”

“Maybe, but being caught by a roommate is much less embarrassing than being caught by your best friend’s mom.”

Beside me, Morgan snorts as she tries to hide her laughter. I keep going, “She spent a couple hours cleaning that couch. Kept muttering something about these boys being the death of her someday, and that you weren’t even hers. She just didn’t understand.”

Morgan hands me my controller and sets her Kindle back in her lap. I give her another kiss on the forehead and resume my game. “Why in the world were you making out with a girl on someone else’s couch, Link?” she asks.

He walks in and plops down on the chair. With a shrug, “Mine was occupied. And we needed a couch.”

Morgan just shakes her head.

“In my defense, I didn’t think Mrs. Roberts was there. And she had always told me to make myself at home. So, I was just doing what she told me to do.”

“Wow. ” Morgan’s jaw hangs open but she doesn’t seem to be able to say anything else to that.

He sits there for a while and talks to me about one of his upcoming YouTube streams. Then he gets bored and heads back to his room.

“Do you want to pick up where we left off?” I whisper in Morgan’s ear.

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