Page 12 of First Kiss
Chapter Six
The next day
I spent the few hours we had until the sun came up memorizing every one of Brittany’s beautiful curves. We chased our desires several times before we were so exhausted that we couldn’t do anything but sleep. The sun was already past the top of the window when we finally woke up. My hunger refused to be satisfied by lust, no matter how much I craved another trip to bliss with Brittany in my arms, so I slid out of bed and ordered room service. I had no idea what she liked, so I just asked them to bring me one of everything. They had just gotten the table set up when she walked out of the bedroom wearing one of the robes that the hotel provided.
“I’m so freaking hungry…” She smiled and walked over.
“Me too.” I nodded and pulled out her chair so she could sit down. “I’m not sure what you like—there are plenty of options.”
“Well, I’m certainly no vegan.” She grabbed a piece of bacon. “So this is a wonderful start.”
We were silent for several minutes as we devoured our food and emptied the pot of coffee. After breakfast, we showered together, and I couldn’t resist getting her dirty one more time before it was over. I made arrangements for a flight to carry us home while she put on her clothes, and then I packed everything that I was wearing the previous night into the bag from the store downstairs. She walked into the main part of the suite wearing a t-shirt and jeans, with a bag in her hand that was stuffed with her dress.
“So, are we taking the jet back to New York?” She sat down on the couch and looked over at me.
“Nah, I told the Air Force they could keep the prototype—payment for them not shooting us down last night.” I chuckled and shrugged. “I’m sure General Briggs will be happy.”
“Oh?” She raised her eyebrows. “How are we getting home?”
“I booked us a flight—a private one.” I walked over and sat down beside her. “It has a cabin—and a bed. How would you like to join the Mile High Club before you get back to New York?”
“You might find a way to persuade me.” She slid into my arms and grinned.
“I’m not the persuasive one, Ms. Lingerie.” I leaned down and nibbled her ear. “And don’t think that you’re going to run back to your sorority house and forget about me when we get home, either…”
“Are you going to kidnap me if I do?” She looked at me and giggled.
“I just might…” I nodded and smiled.
We finished up at the hotel and took a car to the airport. As soon as the plane was in the air, I pulled Brittany into the cabin and locked the door. She was just as eager as she was the night before and it didn’t take us long to end up naked on the bed. The flight from Los Angeles to New York was a lot longer since we weren’t flying in a military prototype and we spent the entire time chasing our desires. We were both card-carrying members of the Mile High Club by the time the plane touched down on the runway in New York.
“Want me to drop you off at the sorority house?” I walked hand-in-hand with Brittany as we headed into the terminal.
“Yeah, I guess that would work.” She nodded and looked at me with a smile. “If you’re tired of me already.”
“I’m not tired of you.” I shook my head back and forth. “I’d take you back to my place and spend the entire day with you’d let me.”
“I mean—I wouldn’t stop you.” She bit down on her bottom lip. “I might need a change of clothes first though.”
“Why? If I take you back to my place, you won’t be wearing any.” I squeezed her hand and led her towards the car.
We went back to my place and picked up where we left off when the plane touched down in New York. Brittany’s appetite was insatiable, and it was hard to believe she had just lost her virginity the night before. It had been a long time since I was with someone with a sex drive like that, and I took advantage of it as often as I could before the sun finally went down. We took a break to order some food, watch a movie, and then we were right back in the bedroom. I was so tired by the time we were done that I was pretty sure I would need to sleep for days to recover.
But if I sleep,I might miss a minute with her—and I want to cherish every single one of them.
I stared at the ceiling for nearly an hour with Brittany in my arms. We might have only been together for a day, but I already knew that it was going to be extremely hard to let her go. It might have started as a random date with a beautiful girl I saw standing in the street, but it had quickly turned into the most exciting nights of my life. I knew, deep inside that there was more than pulled us together than desire and happenstance. Call it kismet, karma, or just plain old fate—I wasn’t going to ignore it.
I don’t think I’ll ever stop smiling if I wake up next to her every morning.
