Page 63 of The Last Love Story
The golden hueof the July morning wakes me out of a cozy sleep. The kind where I barely rustled all night and all my dreams were happy.
As my eyes flutter open, my heart warms at the happy thing that wasn’t a dream.
Justin.
I’m nestled against him, and his arm is draped over my waist. A big difference from yesterday morning.
My heart races, remembering how he perfectly owned my body last night. I’ve never come so hard or so easily from another person before. It’s like he knew exactly what I needed, and slowly stoked the fire, getting me there without rushing or forcing anything.
Then those sinful moans he made when I was going down on him? I could’ve listened to those noises all night. Though sleeping in his arms is… better. More.
Cooking and watching our favorite shows together helps get to know each other better and develop the roots of our friendship.
Sexual stuff is sexual stuff.
But this is bigger.Thisis a marriage. Or a relationship.Feelings. And while that’s scary because I don’t know what it means, I’m really enjoying it.
Justin yawns as he stirs, waking slowly. When his eyes land on me, he smiles contentedly.
“Morning darlin’.”
“Morning. Sleep well?”
He stretches and sits up, so I sit up too.
“Great, actually.”
“Me too.”
We stare at each other for a moment, and I bite my lip.
“Breakfast?” he asks.
As much as I want to beg him to stay in bed with me all day, I chicken out.
“Yeah, sounds great.”
He pops a kiss on my cheek and hops out of bed.
The second the bathroom door is closed behind him, I flop against the mattress and run my hands over my face.
Last night was incredible. Waking up in his arms this morning was perfect. I want more.
I look down at the ring on my finger.
Will I have to give it back when this is all done?
Like I’ll have to give him up?
For the briefest of seconds, I allow that thought to wreck me, then I force myself out of this bed and out of this mindset.
As much as I’m enjoying this, I need to remember that I don’t get to keep it.
My heartbeat ticks upas Justin reaches for the controller to switch off the TV.
The AC is working now.
We got our little sassy fight and subsequent orgasms out.
