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Jenny’s POV
“Jenny, wake up” Alex whispered sensually in my ear.
I moaned in response, unable to form any coherent words or even thoughts yet, as I was still feeling my deep sleep calling for me.
Last night was like a dream of sorts. So exquisite, so wonderful, so….. So damn perfect. The perfection of it, the heightened emotions we both felt last night for each other, that’s what made it seem like a dream to me. Because I never knew that such intensity of emotions could be felt before, but I felt them, I felt them all and drowned in them more than once. And I have my sore body to attest that it was indeed, very real.
The way he took me last night was so pleasurable, so intense, and so damn perfect.
The only downside is now, I have some aches as a result of our rough love making, and I wanted to sleep them off.
I was sprawled on top of him, my head resting on his chest as I hugged his naked body with mine.
As exhausted as we ended up last night, we couldn’t get up to wear something decent, so we slept entirely naked. I barely had some energy left to inject myself with insulin, and right after that, I closed my eyes and drifted almost instantly.
“It’s almost eight” he whispered.
I groaned, I was still sleepy. I didn’t want to wake up yet.
I mumbled “More… sleep”
I heard his soft chuckle as he tried another tactic “Come on, wake up baby. I’ll make it worth your time”
“Doubt it” I mumbled again, my eyes still closed, still holding on to my clinging drowsiness.
“Do you know what a quickie is?” I heard him ask smugly.
My eyes flew open at once.
He’s got to be kidding… right?
I lifted my head from his chest and stared at him, all traces of sleep gone entirely.
He was laughing under his breath at my dumbfounded expression.
“Well, that woke you up at last” he teased.
I narrowed my eyes at him “I suspected you were just saying that to get a reaction” I said in annoyance.
I started to lay my head back on his chest and try to reclaim whatever sleepiness I still had left within me, when he stopped me with his hands and drew me back to look at his face.
“Who said I wasn’t serious?“ he raised his eyebrows at me.
I gulped and stared at him “I’m not sure I'm still functional after last night” I said in a haze.
His smile appeared at my insinuation and he said confidently “Oh don’t worry, you’re still more than functional. So? A quickie? There are still five minutes to eight”
I chuckled “No way, we can’t do it in five, it’s impossible. Unless we don’t orgasm” I said smugly.
His eyes sparkled as he said firmly “Challenge accepted, and with a hell of an orgasm”
“You’ll lose” I wiggled my eyebrows.
Next thing I know, I’m flipped on my back and he was predatorily hovering over me with a sexy look.
“We’ll see” he whispered before he claimed my mouth in his possessively.
FIVE MINUTES LATER
“Oh my God” I whispered with a shallow breathing as I tried to regain my balance after what he just made me feel under five minutes.
“Told you, I win” he said tauntingly next to me, with the same shortness of breath he was trying to overcome.
“Sorry I doubted your abilities to turn me on in a short time, I take it back” I said solemnly.
He smiled as he looked at me, winked playfully, and got up from the bed to discard of his condom and clean himself.
I followed suit because we really didn’t have a lot of time as we were already late for breakfast.
As soon as I started walking towards the bathroom, I knew I will be so obvious to everyone when they see me walk limping like this. No way was I embarrassing myself like this. So I tried to work out my soreness under the extremely short warm shower I took.
It worked to some degree, but the remaining soreness I’ll just have to endure, and walk straight like nothing happened.
By the time I got out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, Alex was emerging from the closet dressed in dark blue jeans, and long sleeved brown shirt.
The sight of him makes my heart jump for some unknown reason, as if I was seeing him for the first time and was mesmerized by his sexiness, not like I have been staring at the same person for the past two weeks already.
His short beard made him look younger and showed a playfulness that wasn’t very evident before, or maybe it was there but I never bothered to pay it any attention before he caught my eye under a new perspective, I don’t know.
All I know is, my heart reacts to him every time he disappears out of my sight and reappears again. And that feeling is almost always associated with some level of wetness in my core.
He just always has that affect on me these days, it’s eerie.
“You’re gawking you know” he said smugly as he leaned against the wall, his hands in his pocket, ogling me hungrily from head to toe from a distance.
“Right back at you” I reply slyly as I walk slowly towards him.
I stop just as I’m close enough to feel his breath on my face.
“I’m not the one half naked here” he said with a side smile.
Heat creeps up on my face and I turn to head for the closet he just emerged from.
I barely take a step, before a soft gasp escapes my lips when he roughly holds me and backs me up against the wall, taking his place, holding my wrists in his hands tightly and pinning them above my head.
That moves sends my heart racing and my wetness increasing.
Luckily… or not; I couldn’t decide, my towel holds itself secured around me.
He leans closer to my face, buries his nose against the side of my neck and inhales deeply; raising goosebumps and tingles all around my body in the process, and whispers seductively “You smell so divine, Jenny”
I was breathing fast and trying to control and steady my heart, as I stared at him and got lost in his enchanting grey eyes.
I blinked after a few seconds and whispered nervously “We’re… we’re running late, Alex”
He looked at me deviously and said “Tell me something first, do I turn you on every time you look at me? is that why I always catch you checking me out even when I’m not half naked out of the shower?”
Damn it he was on to me! Was I really that obvious?
“Alex!” I whimpered in embarrassment.
His expression didn’t waver as he pressed “Answer me”
I shook my head in a challenge.
His eyes glistened in mischief and my heart went back to beating rapidly.
“I don’t understand” he said amusingly.
“Let go, we are late!” I whined as I fought against his hands still holding mine above my head.
“Not until you answer me, with words” he said playfully.
He knows how much he affects me but he’s looking to embarrass the hell out of me by making me say it out loud.
“Please!” I begged desperately.
He shook his head in determination “Say it, say I turn you on and set your pussy on fire whenever you walk into a room and find me”
“Oh my god! No! I’m not saying that” I protested offensively.
“Then we will stay here.. like this.. and I will just keep kissing you.. making you moan louder and louder.. until everyone hears you whimpering.. all the way to the kitchen” he said rousingly as he kissed an inch of me with every sentence he just said, causing a barely controlled moan to escape my lips.
“Shit”
I cursed defeatedly at the way he was getting from me exactly what he said he would, both my moans and now my confession.
“You turn me on Alex, you turn me so on dammit! You make my insides quiver, my cheeks burn, my lips tingle, my heart stutter, my… pussy wet and on fire. Naked or clothed, awake or asleep, alone or with other people, whenever I lay eyes on you, it’s like you bring me alive all at once, lighting me up, and sending love racing down my blood stream”
Ok, I didn’t know I was going to say all of this. I opened my mouth just to confirm his exact words by the letter and found my mouth running on its own, laying it all out without letting anything lingering or hiding inside.
By the time I finished, my eyes were watering from the depth of my raw feelings I just confessed to him.
It reminded me of the tear I found slipping on the side of his face last night when he promised to stay by my side and always feed my addiction to him, emotionally and sexually.
It told me how much of my feelings he was experiencing as well.
I should have been embarrassed by pouring the depth of my feelings to him like that, but I realized now that I wasn’t. Not the way I thought I would if I wasn’t certain that he carries the same deep emotions for me as well, and I was certain.
He was shocked speechless for the first time, just staring at me in awe.
He stayed like that for a whole minute, and I was seriously starting to have some doubts and regrets.
Fortunately, he snapped out of it and trapped me with a series of toe curling, core throbbing, passionate kisses to my lips.
We broke out of them gasping for air.
“Screw breakfast, come here” he growled in hunger before taking me back to the bed.