Gareth

I laid on my side, propped on my elbow, gazing at the woman next to me. I’d been watching Livvie sleep since I woke up twenty minutes ago. Her features glowed in the morning sunlight filtering through the window. She looked so peaceful with her hands tucked beneath her cheek. Like an angel. We’d made love again sometime in the middle of the night, slow and easy. 

I’d taken my time and kissed my way up and down her body. I had her writhing under my tongue until she’d cried for mercy. For most of the night, she’d been pressed up against my side, her leg between mine, arm slung over my chest, her breath soft against my skin. Livvie was still close, but not plastered against me. I missed the feel of her, the heat of her. Her breathing changed, and her eyelashes fluttered until she slowly opened her eyes. A sleepy smile crossed her face. 

“You’re staring,” she greeted me with a still drowsy voice. 

“I can’t help it. You’re beautiful.” I kept my voice low. “Did you sleep okay?”

Her cheeks flushed, and she nodded. “You?”

“Never better. I’m going to make us some breakfast. How do pancakes and bacon sound?”

“Delicious.” 

I kissed her forehead and rolled out of bed. “Come on out when you’re ready.” 

Leaving Livvie in my room, I headed out to the kitchen. I could hear her moving around and a few minutes later she walked out of my room. My cock twitched at the sight of her wearing my t-shirt. It was several sizes too big and hung just past mid-thigh and off one shoulder, the sleeves past her elbows. She’d pulled her hair to the side and braided it, the tail end brushing across the top of one perfect breast. My mouth watered and my cock hardened even more thinking about the tight nipple against my tongue and between my teeth.

Livvie’s gaze latched onto the bulge straining against my lounging pants. Her pink tongue darted out to wet her lips, and I bit back a groan, turning my back to her and trying desperately to push back my arousal. 

She cleared her throat behind me. “Can I help with anything?” 

Inhaling a cleansing breath, I glanced over my shoulder. “If you want to grab a couple plates and silverware, that’d be great. I have milk or orange juice if you’d like something to drink.” 

We worked together in comfortable silence, me cooking while Livvie set the table and poured us each a glass of OJ. I brought the food over to the table and took a seat. 

“Please, help yourself.” 

After a few bites and washing it down with juice, Livvie wiped her mouth. “Thank you again for an amazing time last night.” 

I raised a single eye brow and one side of my mouth lifted into a half smile. A boost of pride rushed through me. 

She sputtered, which was adorable. “I didn’t mean that. I mean, that was great too. Oh, god.” 

I couldn’t stop my laugh. She’d covered her face with her hands. I reached across and gently tugged them down. “I knew what you meant, and you’re welcome. I’d love to take you out again.” 

Livvie’s smile was shy. “I’d really like that.” 

“Good. What are your plans for the day?” I cleaned my plate and saw she was finished with hers. I gathered our dishes and took them to the sink.

“I have to work at the diner from four-thirty to close, but other than that I was just going to study for an exam I have on Thursday.” 

“There’s supposed to be this amazing dinosaur exhibit at the natural science museum over in Raleigh if you wanted to go. I’ll make sure to have you back to work on time. If that’s something you’re interested in, of course. I know it’s kind of geeky.” Now that the idea was out of my mouth, it sounded ridiculous. She was a girl. Why did I think she’d be into seeing a bunch of dinosaurs?

“Oh, that sounds interesting. Would you mind if I, um, showered first?” Livve’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t look away. 

Duh. I should have suggested that first. “Of course, sorry, I should have figured you’d want to do that. You can use mine. There’s towels under the sink. I think I have an extra toothbrush that hasn’t been used in one of the drawers. Help yourself. I’m going to clean the kitchen and then I’ll hop in the shower when you’re done.” 

“I’ll be quick.” 

Livvie disappeared back into my room and in a couple minutes I heard the shower running. I washed up the dishes and stuck them in the strainer trying not to think about the naked woman in my bathroom. I tried not to think about the water dripping off her nipples, or of her soapy fingers touching her pussy. A sudden need for it to be my fingers gliding across her lower lips coursed through me. I gripped the edge of the counter hard, the corner biting into my palm, to ground myself.

Last night had been out of this world. Livvie’s gasps and moans still rang in my ear. She was vocal and not afraid to ask for what she wanted, which had turned me the fuck on. My girl loved dirty talk. My heart skipped at the thought. My girl? She stepped out of my room, the end of her braid damp, her cheeks flushed pink from the heat, wearing the cute dress she’d worn last night, and smiled at me. And I knew. 

My feet moved, and then I was right in front of her. She looked up at me with her trusting eyes and everything was right in my world. I cradled her neck and lowered my mouth to hers, tasting the mint flavor of toothpaste. She didn’t hesitate to open at the touch of my tongue. We kissed as though we’d never see each other again. I savored her flavor. Her hands clutched at my chest, nails digging crescent shapes into my skin, the slight sting sending a trail of pleasure straight to my cock.

I wanted nothing more than to take her back to my bed and fuck her over and over again. But that could wait. We had all the time in the world for that. I lashed my tongue against hers before pulling back. Our foreheads pressed together, our mouths close, but not touching, as we breathed in each other’s air. 

“I’m going to hop in the shower myself and then we can go.” I brushed my lips across hers one last time before pulling away.

She blinked, a little dazed still, before her expression cleared. “I’ll be here when you get out.” 

I turned, hiding my smile, and disappeared into my room. Oh, yes, Livvie was mine. But, I was also hers.