She snuggled closer and rested her head on my chest. Her leg draped over my waist, her left arm resting on my torso. I stroked her hair and inhaled her fruity and honey scent.
“I love you,” I whispered and kissed the top of her head.
I missed this feeling of contentment.
***
I woke up to the most beautiful view next to me. A part of me was surprised she was still here, fast asleep and peaceful, like old times. The golden streaks of sunlight from outside caressed her smooth skin, her beauty almost unreal, and I just fell more deeply in love with her. I didn’t think I would ever stop falling in love with her. She was too tangled in my heart and soul. I had to touch her to convince myself this wasn’t one of those dreams I used to have at the rehab, where I dreamed about her presence all night, all day, every second, and then woke up, alone and bombarded with guilt. I touched the curves of her face, brushed back the hair covering her face, and traced the golden hue on her arm. She stirred and opened her eyes. I smiled softly at her, and my heart leaped in joy when her beautiful lips curved upward.
“Hey,” she whispered as my fingers drifted lower to the smooth line of her stomach.
I felt her shiver under my touch.
“Did I wake you up?”
“Maybe. I felt something crawling on my skin.” She sighed softly and adjusted on the bed until she was lying on her back. Her top crept upward, exposing the bottom of her ample breasts.
“You can go back to sleep if you want,” I rasped while playing with the waistband of her shorts.
She tilted her head to the side and smiled coyly at me. I nuzzled my face in her neck, kissing and drawing her skin between my teeth. I heard my phone buzzing from my nightstand, but I ignored it. I knew it was Adrian. He was probably outside, waiting.
“Mmm,” she groaned, turning on her side until her ass was pressed against my throbbing cock.
She ground her hips as my palm skimmed up her stomach into her shirt, finding her tit. I pushed myself up on my left elbow to look at her face. She closed her eyes and bit on her lower lip as I kneaded her perky breast. I listened to the soft sounds she made and watched the way her lips parted in pleasure. The smooth roll of her hips and the way she squeezed her thighs together, made me hard.
I drew a finger down the crotch of her shorts. “Remember the first night I touched you here,” I whispered into her ear, biting on her earlobe and dragging it between my teeth. “How hard you tried to fight it, the way your hips rolled against my dick, like you’re doing right now.” I kissed the corner of her lips.
She spread her legs open for me, but I pulled away, not giving her what she wanted. Her eyes opened at the absence of my body.
“Go to sleep, I’m going for a run.”
“Asshole.” She glared at me.
I smiled and came down from the bed. I waited for my erection to go down before changing into a pair of running shorts and a muscle top. I took a glance at the most beautiful woman in my bed. It felt surreal, having her here. In my bed. In my life. Breathing the same air as her. Being in her space. I would never get used to it.
“I’m leaving.” I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“I hope you sprain an ankle,” she said.
I laughed and patted her fine ass before pulling away.
I opened my playlist as I stepped outside the room. I met Adrian waiting outside the house. He’d driven over here, so we could run together. I smiled broadly as I approached him, and we exchanged a handshake.
“Took you forever,” he said and opened his car to grab a bottle of water, mixed with a pre-workout shake.
“I was busy. How long have you been waiting?”
“A fucking century,” he said and took a few gulps from the water bottle, handing the rest to me.
I took it and finished it.
“You’re grumpy this morning. Is it because your girl got a new date?” I teased.
He shook his head at my statement and slammed the door to his car after tossing the bottle in the backseat. We started with some stretches first as we walked away, talking.
“Does it bother you?”
“What?”