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I squeal and smack his back, the action doing nothing to stop his movements as he starts walking through his house. “Put me down, Dawson!”
“Not going to happen,” he mutters before pushing his bedroom door open and making his way over to the bed. I bounce as he drops me onto the mattress and he stands between my parted legs. “You were late tonight and I need to taste you, now.” As if to prove that, he unzips my shorts and exposes me to him. “No panties, Savanna?”
I moan when he drops to the floor in front of me, his tongue flattening over my sensitive bud, and I bring my hands to the top of his head. My hips move all on their own, delighted that I’m finally getting the release I crave, and he lets me take whatever I want. His movements become more erratic, my breathing hitching until all I can do is moan and pant until I’m crying out into the room with his name on my lips.
Will it ever not be this magical?
He lifts from his spot in front of me and goes into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him, while I curl up on my side and pull the blankets over my mostly naked body. My eyes begin to droop closed the more minutes that pass until finally darkness takes over.
Chapter Sixteen
Dawson
I’m sweating more than usual when I wake up this morning, surprised when I turn and see Savanna’s frame still curled up beside me. I thought she would’ve tried to leave in the middle of the night like she always does.
Her lips are parted, a soft snore escaping, and I smile while brushing my fingers through the hair laying on my pillow. I slowly lift from the bed, being careful not to wake her up, and head out of my room to start something for breakfast.
As I get everything situated, I can’t deny how right it felt to wake up next to her. I’ve gotten used to her falling asleep here, but it is an entirely different feeling waking up in the morning with her. If I could convince her to stay for breakfast, that would make everything I’m feeling increase tenfold.
I have no doubt I want to see what the future could look like for us, but I know she’s still guarding her heart from everything that happened in high school. Maybe this could be a way for me to mend things and hopefully win her heart back.
While the eggs sizzle in the skillet, I almost miss Savanna as she rushes toward the front door. “Sav!” She comes to a stop just as her hand falls on the handle and I watch her body shake with the breath she takes. “Stay for breakfast, please?”
She shakes her head. “I can’t, Dawson.”
I sigh and run a hand through my hair. “It doesn’t have to mean anything. You’re already here and I know how much you like breakfast.”
When we were in high school, we’d go to breakfast and she would always end up eating my entire tray within ten minutes of being there. Because of that, I made sure to always get something different than she did so she didn’t eat the same thing twice. I’m not even sure she realized I did that, but it was something I did to show my love for her.
Savanna turns around, her eyes falling over my shoulder before a smirk takes over her face. “You mean the breakfast that’s about to catch your house on fire?”
That’s when the smoke hits my nose and I mutter a few curses as I rush into the kitchen, immediately shutting the burner off while lifting the skillet into the air. Savanna is chuckling behindme, looking at the blackened mess of eggs sitting in the pan, and I narrow my eyes at her. “You think this is funny, huh?”
She shrugs, trying to hide the smile she’s got but failing miserably at doing so. “Makes me feel a little better.”
I drop the pan into my sink, then make my way over to her slowly. Her eyes heat when my hands fall onto her waist which is covered with a pair of my sweatpants – I’ve never seen someone look so sexy in my clothes and I could get used to seeing her in them every morning. My fingers toy with the waistband which she has rolled up a few times, and her breath hitches as my skin brushes softly over hers.
“I’m sure there are other things that would make you feel better,” I whisper against her ear, my lips grazing the edge of it.
She sucks in a breath, then steps back. “We can’t, not right now.” As if her body feels an entirely different way, it angles toward me even as she says it.
I smirk. “Is that so? Tell me to stop right now and I will, Sav.” My hand pushes up the hem of her shirt, knowing she secretly wants this but is afraid to voice that. “If you don’t want this, I’ll stop.”
She closes her eyes for a brief moment, probably to hide the warring feelings running through her mind, before opening them and staring into my eyes. Instead of answering me, her lips slam against mine eagerly. Desperately.
With each brush of her lips over mine I’m meeting them perfectly with my own. I bring my hand to the nape of her neck, gripping it gently and pulling her closer against me. She moans into my mouth, the sound like a balm to my soul, and it only makes me more desperate for her. One of her legs hikes up, twisting around my waist, and she rocks her hips into me to get the friction she needs.
Savanna gasps when I lift her up, placing her perfectly on the counter, and she doesn’t bother ripping her lips away from mine. I run my hands over her thighs, slowly making my way up to the waistband of the sweatpants that are now in my way, and roughly pull them down her legs until they fall to the floor.
Her pussy is bare in front of me and I smirk, leaning forward and leaving only centimeters between our lips. “I think this is a much better breakfast, don’t you?”
She lets out a long, shaky breath, nodding in response with her mouth parted open. I place my hands against the inside of her thighs, pushing them apart to spread her open for me, before flicking my tongue over her clit. Her body shakes from the sensation and she digs her fingers into the base of my skull.
I’m not sure what I did to deserve this moment, but I’m not going to take it for granted. I bury my face further into her, not leaving any more room between us, and groan at the sweet taste of her.
“Fuck,” she mutters.
I lift away from her when her hips start rocking into me and ask, “What do you want, baby?”
