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“That’s because I’ve been up for hours. I got in a workout and a shower, all while you were being a lazy bum in this bed.” I see the huge smile on his face, before he lowers his head and begins kissing my neck.
“You could have awakened me, you know.” I declare, only half serious. I’m not an early riser unless it’s necessary. Working out doesn’t seem too important at that time of day.
“Yeah and endure your wrath?” He chuckles as his eyes come back to meet mine. He’s in a playful mood this morning, and I like seeing this side of him. It’s a vast difference from last night. Ah, last night was a whole new side of Miles I hadn’t seen before.
“I suppose there’s no hiding that I’m not the best morning person in the world. However, if it involves you, I think you would have that on your side. Being with you makes me happy, so I suppose that means even if it is crack thirty in the morning.” He chuckles and leans his forehead against mine, bringing a hand up to cup my face. His thumb strokes my cheek, and the look in his eyes is no longer playful, more thoughtful.
“Lizzie, do you know how much you mean to me?” he inquires. I’m not sure if he’s actually asking, or if it’s rhetorical. So, I bring my hand up and cover his that’s on my face.
“I think I can imagine,” I whisper.
“I don’t want you to imagine, baby. I want you to know.” He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes. My heart begins beating wildly out of my chest, not knowing where he is going with this. His eyes open and find mine again. “I’m in love with you, Lizzie. You are everything I never knew I needed, and everything I know I can’t live without. You are the piece of my heart that’s been missing all my life. It’s like a beautifully but uniquely shaped puzzle piece that fits perfectly in a puzzle. Ilove you baby.” He leans in, giving me the softest of kisses as he trails his lips over my jaw and to my ear. “You are my world, Lizzie,” he rasps. Feeling his warm breath against me sends shivers running through my body.
“Miles.” I pull his face up to look at me. I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. I know I am in love with this man, but can I tell him? It's only been a couple of weeks, but I know what I feel. I think it's real. Obviously, we don't know everything about each other, but I feel like we know the important things. I do feel like I know his heart. While my mind rambles on, he places a finger over my mouth.
"I don't want you to say anything if you aren't ready. I just want you to know what’s in my heart. I need you to understand my actions from last night. Never in my life have I felt so territorial or possessive over someone. I wish you didn't even have to leave this apartment, so then I would know you were always safe. Obviously, I know that’s ridiculous. I just want everyone to know you are mine. And youaremine, Lizzie. You may need time to come to terms with that, but we were meant to be together. We were meant to get our coffee orders mixed up in that little shop. I never thought I believed in destiny, but I can't deny it any longer." He pulls his finger back from my lips and replaces it with his. Our chaste kiss soon turns into a passionate tangle of hands, roaming all over the place. Miles grabs me around the waist and rolls us, so he is lying on his back with me straddling his body. I gasp, as the sudden movement places his hard cock against my wet core. I can't help but rub back and forth, wishing his gym shorts weren't between us. Just as I lean over his body to kiss up his chest and up the side of his neck, an alarm goes off on his nightstand. A loud groan escapes my throat, and Miles chuckles at my reaction. He pulls his phone from the table and silences the alarm.
"Time to get up and get the day started, sweetheart.Although, maybe this should be continued in the shower." He gives me a wink, and in a flash, has us out of bed and heading toward his bathroom. Setting me up on the cool granite countertop, Miles turns and starts the shower. I hop down quickly, grabbing my toothbrush and brushing the gross morning breath away. Once the steam starts billowing out of the shower, Miles scoops me up again and opens the shower door and sets me down under the stream.
?"You do know I can walk, right?" I tease as I splash some water down his perfectly sculpted body. I don't think I’ll ever get used to seeing that kind of immaculateness.I don’t care if that’s a word or not. That’s exactly what I’m staring at.
"Maybe I like keeping you close and taking care of you. Ever thought of that?" he counters, giving me a cheeky smirk.
"Well, that's sweet and all, but I don't want you to hurt your back. I'm not small, Miles," I argue.
"Lizzie, turn around and let me wash your hair. We aren't wasting time talking about things of no consequence. You are the perfect size for me, and I will carry you around if I want to. If I couldn't do it, then I wouldn't. That’s the last time we will discuss that, princess," he asserts, then leans over, kissing my cheek and reaching for his shampoo bottle. Instead of responding, I close my eyes and soak in the wonderful sensations of Miles massaging the shampoo in my hair. I love the fact that I’ll smell like him today. His shampoo’s scent is so masculine, and I revel in the fact that I spent the best night with this beautiful man. Now he continues to care for me.
"Miles, thank you for such a wonderful birthday. I don't think I ever properly thanked you for everything, but it was the most special day." I peek back at him as he lathers the ends of my hair.” The sight of him doing that sends butterflies to my stomach.
"I wanted to make your day special. Birthdaysarespecial, Lizzie, and it broke my heart to know that you try not to celebrate them anymore. I wanted to do everything I could to make it memorable. Not to change the subject but we are going to go through tons of shampoo bottles with your hair being this thick and long." I burst out laughing; he is such a guy.
?"Just wait until you see how much conditioner and other products I use, and then how long it takes to dry. Maybe I should cut it off," I imply, not seriously. I like having long hair, even with the upkeep being insane.
"Don't you dare! I love your hair. I was just simply stating a fact. Maybe we should buy stock in hair product." He chuckles as he takes the shower head down and begins rinsing my hair.
"We?" I ask skeptically. I mean I guess I’ll be spending some nights over here, but he seems like he is talking long term. I'm sure it was just a slip of the tongue. I shouldn't have mentioned it. Inwardly, I cringe that the question slipped through my lips.
?"Yes,we. For when you live here, and before you say anything, I am aware that I’m moving fast; but now that I have you, I’m not letting you go. If I had it my way, you would be moving in here today," he declares.
I am stunned into silence. I feel tears pooling at the sides of my eyes, and I'm glad that I’m facing away from him. I don't want to give him the wrong impression, that I wouldn't love to live with him. I'm just terrified that this is all going to fall apart right in front of my eyes. I mean, we are basically from different worlds. My parents went to school together and knew each other for a long time, but their marriage still turned to shit. I have only known Miles a little over two weeks, but somehow, I feel comfortable with him. Like maybe, this really was meant to be. Miles puts the shower head back in place andturns me around. He sees my face, and I quickly turn to look at something else. I don't want to look him in the eyes. He cups my cheeks and pulls my face to look up at him.
"We are not your parents or anyone else you’ve had a relationship with. I know that's what you’re thinking," he announces as his thumbs rub away the tears that fell to my cheeks.
?"How did you…"
?"Because I know you, Lizzie. I know how you think, and I knew how throwing that major surprising bomb out there would affect you. I don't want you to be upset. I’m just telling you how I feel. I love you, baby, and that's not going to change. Here." He takes my hand and places it over his heart. "Do you feel that? My heart beats for you. Only you. You are it for me. I couldn't be surer about anything in my life, and Iwilldo whatever it takes to prove that to you, over and over again. Do you understand me?" he asks.
?"Yes." I lean my head against his hand and close my eyes as I feel his heartbeat strumming under my hand. Opening my eyes, I look up at his piercing blue orbs, looking down at me with love and devotion. "Miles, I love you." A look of shock crosses his face before he hauls me up his body. I lock my legs around his waist to keep from sliding down his slick body. He ravishes my mouth, and then leans his forehead against mine. We stand there, gazing into each other’s eyes for a moment with the steam from the shower surrounding us.
?"Lizzie, you’ve made me the happiest man in the world. I love you, baby." Tears are now streaming down my cheeks in a steady flow, but they are happy tears, and he knows that. I can feel his erection pressing against my pussy, so I wiggle back and forth to see his reaction.
?"Fuck. You don't know what you do to me, baby." He slams his lips over mine and presses me up against the showerwall. In one swift motion, he’s inside of me, stretching me as he thrusts up into my core, repeatedly.
?"Yes! Harder, Miles! Right there!" I chant, as he plunges into me. He reaches between us and strums my clit. It doesn't take either one of us long to reach our peaks and fall over the edge. Breathing hard, he slips out of me and places me down on the floor of the shower. Kissing along his chest, I laugh and declare, "I think that makes showering counterproductive, if we just end up getting dirtier." I smirk up at him.
?"Don't you know that's the best type of shower. Here let me wash you up." He takes his time, washing me softly, paying close attention to my breasts and pussy. I think he is trying to get me riled up again, but I try to think of other things until it’s my turn to wash him. Then I get payback by making sure I take special care in washing his cock. By the time we are done, he is cursing under his breath about needing a cold shower. I can only laugh as we dry off.
?Sitting on the bed in a new, fluffy white robe Miles says he got for me, I pull the book out of his nightstand and take a look at it. Turning it over, I smile seeing that it’sSense and Sensibility, another classic by Jane Austen. I open the book to where he has a feather bookmark placed. I see the passage he has highlighted, and it takes my breath away.
