Page 98 of Indescribable

I scoff. “Of course it was. Why else would we be about to have make-up sex right now?”

“Oh, right. It was a bad one, too.” She begins kissing me the way I was kissing her earlier. Taking her time to taste my skin and become acquainted with my body. “I think this might take a while. Making sure that we’re no longer fighting. It’s not good to go to bed angry, you know.”

“Take your time, sweetheart,” I say, falling back onto the bed and pulling her along with me. “Take all the time in the world.”

I was right. I knew if I slept in bed with her I’d never want to wake up another way.

Her hair spread out on my chest, her leg thrown over mine, and her naked body pressed against mine is heaven on earth.

We wore ourselves out last night. Staying up until the early morning hours “making up”. I guzzled the Gatorade she bought me at Target. We ate the snacks we purchased. And then I ran out to my truck in my boxers to snag the cupcakes and ate them in bed over a towel while talking and laughing.

Now that I know what it’s like to be with her, tell her how I truly feel about her, spend time with her when I don’t have to pretend that I’m not in love with her, it’s like a dam broke free inside me.

I couldn’t get enough of her and it seems that she was just as desperate for me as I was for her. Round three was just as amazing as round one and two.

She had climbed onto my lap with a wicked gleam in her eyes that turned me on something fierce. Naomi pressed my hands into the mattress and demanded I not move them.

That lasted about a minute before I couldn’t take it anymore and had to touch her. I gripped her hips and thrust my hips up, pounding into her until we both came so hard I thought I would blow through the tip of the condom. She collapsed on top of me, her breasts smashed against my chest and face pressed into my neck.

“It gets better each time,” I say in a gruff voice.

She nods and sighs, contented and sated. “It really does.”

We lie like this for a bit before I begin to soften inside her. After cleaning up, she hands me a toothbrush still in the package and we get ready for bed.

When we climb into bed, I pull her against me, spooning her from behind and fall into a blissful sleep.

That four hours of sleep might have been short, but it was the best four hours I’ve ever had.

She stirs against me, cuddling closer and kissing my chest.

I can’t tell if she’s still asleep or fully awake until the soft kiss turns to more soft kisses and soon she’s peppering my chest and stomach.

I grin to the ceiling. “That’s a good way to wake up,” I mumble.

“Mm hmm.”

“Shower?” I ask, hating that I need to get to work and leave her.

“Together?” she asks hopefully, finally giving me her blue eyes I can’t get enough of. I’ve never seen her first thing in the morning, hair mussed from a night of sex and I gotta say, it’s a damn good look on her.

“Absolutely,” I agree, as if there was any other option I was giving her.

We take our time, making sure every single inch of each other’s skin is clean while getting a little dirty at the same time.

After, we make some scrambled eggs and toast and guzzle down coffee like it’s our jobs.

I’m already running late for work but I can’t seem to make myself leave her house or stop kissing her.

“Go,” she says, laughing. We’re standing by her front door and I’m struggling to say goodbye. “I’ll see you later.”

I nuzzle my nose into her neck. “You will. Have fun with Paisley today.”

“I’m excited.”

With my arms around her waist and hers around my shoulders, I look down at her. “She has the interview over lunch? Want to meet?”

“Definitely. I can bring something to the office if you want.”