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12
Doe
My internal alarm clock had my eyes snapping open at 4:30. Or maybe it was the hard rod pressing against the small of my back. It took a few moments before I realized I wasn’t alone in bed—and that the bed wasn’t my own.
Then I felt the arm around my waist, and Jenner’s lips touched my neck. “You gave me a killer workout all night long, baby,” he murmured close to my ear. “The only way I’m getting out of bed this morning for a run is if this place catches fire. Close those pretty eyes and go back to sleep.”
Yawning, I snuggled back against him, only for that hard rod to jump against my hip. He took his arm from around my waist to adjust himself before wrapping me up tight once again. “Ignore that fucker. He needs to give your sweet pussy a rest for a little while. You are already going to be sore after all the times you let me take you last night.”
“I’m not complaining,” I told him, turning my head to glance at him over my shoulder. I must have left the bathroom light on when I’d gotten up to use it in the middle of the night. It gave me just enough of a glow to see the smug grin on his face.
“Not yet. Wait until you’re up and moving around. Then you will be cursing my name.” He pressed his lips to the back of my head. “After you’ve had a nice long, hot bath, we’ll talk about how sore you still are.”
It felt so good to be held by him that my eyes began to close, and I found myself drifting back to sleep. The next time I lifted my lashes, the sun was shining through the curtains, and I was alone in bed.
Grabbing the blanket, I tucked it under my arms as I sat up, listening for any sign of life. When I heard movement from the direction of the kitchen, a wave of shyness hit me, and I quickly glanced around for my clothes. My flannel shirt and jeans were neatly folded at the end of the bed with my bra underneath, but my panties were absent.
Frowning, I quickly got dressed, minus the underwear, and tiptoed to the bedroom door. But my swift movements were not without some grimaces. Jenner had been right earlier when he said I would be sore. He’d worked out muscles that I didn’t even realize I had from the feel of how tender I was with each lift of my leg.
From the doorway, I could see the kitchen and living room since it was all open. Jenner was at the stove cooking with his back to me. The sight of him dressed in only a pair of jeans made my mouth go dry. His back was all sculpted muscle covered in black inked skulls and demons that were oddly beautiful.
The night before, he’d let me trace each and every one of the tattoos on his body. It had taken me over an hour to outline them all with my fingertips, but his barely contained growls had been greedy for more of my touch. I wanted to do it all over again, starting with his chiseled back.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he called out, keeping his back to me. “How do you like your eggs?”
I licked my lips as I pushed back the fantasy of spending the day exploring his body over and over again. “However you prefer is fine with me. I’m not picky when it comes to eggs.”
He glanced at me over his shoulder, that smirk of his only making me want to climb my fingers up his back that much more. “Come get a cup of coffee. Breakfast will be ready soon.”
I moved slowly across the room. A mug was already sitting beside the coffeepot, but what caught my attention was that my favorite creamer was sitting there as well. I knew he didn’t drink it, so it surprised me to find it there. “Did you get this for me?” I asked, and he turned to look at the creamer.
His brows lifted, and I quickly looked away, ducking my head to fix my coffee so he couldn’t see how jealous I was.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jenner turn off the stove and place the pan on a different burner. Wiping his hands on a dish towel, he turned and wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his nose in my neck. “Of course I got it for you, little lamb. There is no one else I would ever allow in my space like this but you.”
I didn’t know why I was letting my insecurities rear their ugly head after the magic of spending the previous night with him, but they were there, nonetheless. Between my shyness and second-guessing if I was the only one in Jenner’s life, I suddenly felt almost…defeated.
“Hey.” He turned me in his arms. With his thumb and forefinger, he lifted my chin until I had to meet his gaze. For the longest time, he seemed to search for something in my eyes. “Tell me you don’t regret last night.”
“I don’t,” I told him honestly. “I loved every minute of it.”
Relief filled his face. “Then what’s wrong, baby?”
“I guess I’m just wondering…what happens now?” It came out more like a question.
He dropped his hands to my ass, giving each globe a firm squeeze. “Now, I feed you and drive you back to your parents’ house.” Disappointment produced a lump in my throat, but he lightly brushed his lips over mine. “So you can grab some clean clothes. Maybe an overnight bag. And we can spend the rest of the day—or week—just like we did last night.”
“The week?” I repeated.
“Week. Month. Year.” He kissed me again, whispering against my lips, “Forever.”
The lump in my throat dissolved, and I melted against him. My shyness, the dread and fear that maybe this had been a one-time thing, all of it disappeared, and I wrapped myself around him. “Okay.”
He nuzzled his nose against mine. “Okay…what?”
“Okay to forever,” I murmured, my heart beating erratically. When I felt his cock jump against me, I nearly started purring. Now that I was back in his arms, I was kind of pissed at myself for letting self-doubt nearly ruin this for me.
He pressed his forehead to mine and released a shuddery breath. “Forever isn’t nearly long enough, but it’s a good start.”
Jenner gave me a slow, sweet kiss that only made me crave more. I tangled my fingers with his belt loops, pulling him closer. Grinning, he kissed the tip of my nose and took a reluctant step back. “I’m going to finish up our eggs, and you are going to get out of that beautiful head of yours.”
After the vigorous workout he’d put me through all night, his eggs and toast were possibly the best thing I’d ever eaten. Once my plate was clean, I sat back and savored the rest of my coffee while he seemed to savor the sight of me sitting beside him. Jenner had one hand on my knee, the other holding his mug, but the steam had long stopped lifting from the top as he’d sat staring at me instead of drinking the well-brewed coffee.
“I want to give you a key so you can come and go as you please,” he announced out of the blue. “What I really want is for you to move your sweet ass in here in with me, but I know that’s probably asking too much so soon. I’m fairly sure that your dad would kill me if I moved that fast.”
I had to admit that, technically, things were moving really quickly between us. We’d only been together a few days, yet it felt like so much longer to me. Being with Jenner came so naturally, it was as if we’d been together our entire lives. It was comfortable yet oddly exciting.
I loved it.
