Page 69 of Out of Bounds
I fight to hold on to pleasure but then she moans out my name and reaches for my hand as she writhes beneath me.
That’s when I come too.
I blow into her in a rush and I allow the climax we both share to guide me. It moves me to her lips for a kiss but I move away and set my elbows either side of her so I can stare at her lost in pleasure. Lost in me.
She makes me lost in her too.
* * *
I wokefirst to the bright morning sunlight so I went downstairs to make breakfast. And think.
I had time to think and there was a lot to mull over.
Last night happened and yes I did go to the club to see Bree and talk. Talking was what it was supposed to have been, but talking about life was so far from my mind when I saw her.
Now the problem is back in my mind.
That and my sketchy plans for Cape Cod. The whole six months thing my grandfather threw into the mix of getting the business has thrown me off, so has this house Bree wants. I could make other arrangements, it’s not like I don’t have the money. But it would put off some of the plans I had to purchase more property.
Of course the other thing throwing me off is Bree. That trip I planned to take was one where I know I’d be gone for months with no end date. when people do things like that it means they’re not happy, or they’re looking for something.
I’m in a weird place but that doesn’t mean I have to delay scattering Amelia’s ashes. In fact, I shouldn’t. It’s like carrying a ghost with you wherever you go and you and them are both stuck in limbo together.
I already contacted her father months ago about doing it on the anniversary of her death. I think I should keep to that plan. I think it would be good for me.
That’s in little over five months’ time, so close to the six month mark. I was hoping to be in Cape Cod in about a month or two but the plan I have for Bree would see me staying here for the whole time.
That’s if she agrees. The whole thing won’t happen the way I want if she doesn’t agree.
If she doesn’t agree, I can’t say I’d be mad at her. even despite the way we were last night.
She has a life too and I need to be mindful she just got out of a relationship. She might have been planning to end things with Liev but that doesn’t mean she had no feelings for him.
I continue making breakfast and just before it’s done I hear her dainty footsteps coming down the stairs. I wanted to serve this to her in bed but maybe this is better. that bed will probably get me in trouble and again and we need to have a serious conversation.
She appears in the kitchen doorway wearing my shirt, which once again looks miles too big for her.
I’m shirtless. All I have on is my joggers like usual when I get up. Today I’m glad for my chosen attire because Mrs. Bree Carson runs her eyes over me as if she wants to eat me. then the good girl comes back and she blushes. There’s also a tentative expression on her face that mirrors how I feel.
“Morning,” she says, her voice is laced with caution even though she’s giving me a warm smile.
“Morning baby, you’re starting to look better in my clothes than I do.”
She giggles. “It’s comfy. So is your college shirt which I should return.”
“No you keep it.”
“Thank you and thanks for breakfast. It smells and looks amazing.”
“Like you. Come here to me.” I crook my finger and she moves to me.
I lower to kiss her and love the feel of her hands pressing on my chest.
I have to pull out of the kiss when the twitch in my dick entices me to take her. I remind myself to focus.
“Sit, we have to talk Bree.”
She pouts and lowers to sit in the wooden chair I pull out for her.
