Page 40 of Housekeeping

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Mason

I woke up feeling so peaceful. It was as if I was having an out of body experience because I’d never felt this way before. It was an unusual enough occurrence that I opened my eyes with a frown instead of a smile, only for one to appear anyway as I looked at the body cuddled into my chest.

The bed was tiny, too small for both of us to be lying on our backs side by side and still fit, considering how broad my shoulders were. There was also the matter of height because my feet were just a bit further than the end of the bed. I’d insisted on us sleeping like this, with me holding her and our legs tangled so it would be more comfortable for us both.

I could have slept on the floor without any trouble, as long as she didn’t try to make me leave, because I didn´t want to leave her.

“Laura,” I whispered, placing a kiss on her bare shoulder.

A small frown appeared on her face, and she squirmed in my arms. I moaned a little as we pressed close together, and I could feel every movement of her body against mine. Her soft breasts pressed against my chest, her soft curves… my cock hardened against her stomach as she frowned and squirmed some more.

“You didn’t forget I stayed over, did you?” I asked teasingly, not sure whether or not she was awake enough to hear me. “Because that would be awkward once you open your eyes.”

I wondered if she’d heard me, but then a moment later, she opened her eyes. She squinted up at me, and I tensed, wondering if she’d kick me out. Then she smiled sleepily, and I swore my heart skipped a beat.

“Hey,” she said, her voice hoarse. “You’re still here.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Did you think I would leave in the middle of the night or something? I have no intention of doing that.”

Her smile took on a sheepish edge. “Sorry.”

I rolled my eyes. If she was apologizing for leaving me after our first night together now, it was a little late for it.

“It’s fine,” I said, then leaned down for a kiss.

“I haven’t brushed my teeth,” she complained, leaning her head back.

I grinned. “Neither have I.”

She didn’t get a chance to voice another complaint before I leaned down to press a quick kiss to her lips. She blinked up at me, then wrapped her arms around my neck to drag me down for a longer kiss. After long moments of just making out, I rolled us over, Laura’s legs parting naturally to fit me between them. My now fully hard cock rubbed against her stomach, and I shuddered at the feeling.

We both shifted, hands roaming each other’s bodies, rocking and rolling gently together. With a shift of my hips, the head of my cock was at her entrance, and I slid inside her. I thrust gently against her, with my hand on her hip, urging her to follow my lead.

I placed kisses all over her skin, wherever I could reach; her face, neck, shoulders, chest. I could tell she was close to coming because her breathing changed. I moved slightly faster as she let out a gasp at the end of every breath. She whimpered as her walls convulsed around my cock, and I groaned as my body stilled and shuddered in an orgasm.

I rolled off her, pulling her on top of my chest as we both caught our breath. I blinked lazily at the early morning light filtering in through the curtain. I wondered what time it was.

“Do you have to go into work today?” I asked, hoping that she didn’t have to go, but then feeling selfish about wanting her all to myself. “I don’t want to make you late.”

She didn’t seem to be in a hurry, though, yawning as she stretched her body on top of mine.

“Nah, it’s fine. It’s my day off today, so I don’t have to go anywhere.”

I relaxed into the bed, closing my eyes for a moment, one of my hands running up and down Laura’s back.

There was something I’d forgotten about. I still had to take care of the family matter, and I probably had to get it out of the way soon. I had Laura now, so I didn’t think I’d just leave town immediately.

“Breakfast?” I offered, opening my eyes and looking down at the woman lying drowsily on my chest. Shit, what had got into me? I would never feel emotional with a woman before; usually it was in and out as fast as my cock died down, but now I just wanted to stay. Not to fuck or do anything, but to have her company.

Her eyes opened into slits and she considered me silently, before rolling off me. I took that as silent agreement and got out of bed. I picked my clothes up from the floor and put them on, then left her with a peck on the forehead, going to the kitchen.

I picked out some of the stuff I’d brought over last night and used it to make something light. I hummed as I worked, and I heard over my cooking when Laura went to take a shower.

By the time she showed up to the kitchen, dressed in tights and a large jumper that fell to the tops of her thighs, I was setting two plates on the table.

“This looks good,” she said, taking the other seat once I sat down.