Page 29 of Feel It All

“You don’t talk about your family much. What are they like?” I hope I’m not prying. What if he doesn’t like to talk about them like I don’t like to talk about my mental stability? He was just so sweet about it and here I am pushing. “Unless you don’t want to,” I add.

“Well, not much to tell: parents divorced when I was six and they never remarried, so it’s just me. But I would really rather not talk about my parents while I have you naked.” His hand starts to explore my body, moving up and down my side and then back to cup my ass.

I bite back the smile that has been permanently glued to my face.

“Would you want to stay over tonight? You don’t have to; I know you need to stay up at least a few hours more, so your schedule isn’t too messed up. Just don’t feel like you have to stay, but I’m not kicking you out…”

“Winry,” he interrupts my rambling, “I am not going anywhere.”

“Good.” I stare into his eyes; they are warm and inviting. He then starts to pepper me with kisses on my face and neck.

“What do you have planned for tomorrow? Are you back to work?” He asks in between kisses.

“Yeah, Ivy will cover the morning while I have breakfast with my sisters, then I will take over until three.” I respond begrudgingly. I would much rather stay in bed with him.

He stops kissing my neck, much to my dismay. “Do you need to get some sleep? It’s almost one in the morning.”

“I’ll sleep later, right now I am wide awake.” I throw my leg over his hip and push with the other so I am now straddling him. I can feel him hardening beneath me. He places his hands behind his head and stares up at me. I give my best sexy smirk and run my hands over his muscles.

“You know, I had a dream just like this once.” He sits up, so we are chest to chest. He places his hands on my ass and starts to kiss my collarbone.

“Oh yeah, how did it end?” I am getting wetter with each kiss, and I moan when he starts play with my breasts.

“Unfortunately, I woke up before I got to the good part.” He takes one of my nipples in his mouth and continues to massage the other.

“Well, I think we will just have to rectify that, won’t we?”

We stay up talking, kissing, and touching each other for almost the whole night. I feel so safe and comfortable in his arms, and we drift off right before dawn. The sleep is so deep and peaceful.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” Waverley says loud enough to stir us both. I lean up on my elbows to see my sisters walking up by my bed. I lay my head back down and cuddle into Graham’s warm body.

“What are y’all doing here?” I ask groggily.

“Hmm, what time is it?” Graham asks, still foggy from sleep. He sits up and I groan at the loss of his warmth.

“Winry, you were supposed to meet us for breakfast an hour ago.” Wyla says as they both plop down at the end of the bed.

“What? No, I had an alarm set.” I roll over to my nightstand to check my phone. Damn, I must have snoozed it in my sleep. “I’m sorry guys. I swear I had one set.”

“Oh, don’t be sorry, I personally am glad you missed or else we wouldn’t have gotten to see the show. So, what have you two been doing?” Wyla asks, all too happy about this.

“Nothing, leave us alone.” I throw a pillow at my sisters.

“Nothing, really? I just couldn’t help but notice that you don’t seem to be wearing any clothes. Nice abs by the way.” Waverley winks at Graham and I throw another pillow at her.

“I’m only teasing,” Waverley says throwing the pillow back at us.

“Okay come on, Wav, let’s let them get dressed. Win, we brought your favorites. Sorry, Graham, we would have brought you something had we known. I am sure you are both hungry from all that nothing you have been doing.” Wyla snickers and pulls Waverley down the stairs.

Graham falls back down on the bed taking me with him. “How are you this morning, buttercup?”

“I feel good, happy. How are you?” I place my hand on his face and use my thumb to caress his cheek.

“Same. Do we have to go downstairs? If we stay here long enough, they will leave and we could stay naked in bed all day.”

“Oh, that does sound good, but there is no way they would leave. Plus, I’d better go into the store for a little bit, and you need to get some sleep so you aren’t messed up all week.”

Graham groans when I break apart from him. I throw on some black leggings and a t-shirt then head to the bathroom to wash up and throw my hair in a high ponytail. When I come out, Graham is fully dressed, his hair is all messed up from where I kept digging and running my hands through it. He smiles at me when he sees me; a look has never made me feel beautiful, but right now, how he is looking at me makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world.

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