11
Colton
I’m up with the sun, like I’ve been ever since the service. Even with a damn angel in my arms, snuggled naked against me in my bed, and even having spent the better part of the night until at least two in the morning claiming her again and again, at first light, I’m awake. Bleary-eyed, sore all over, but fucking grinning as I let my eyes sweep over Brynn curled up against me.
And as little as I slept, it still feels like there’s this energy exploding through me. I feel calm. I feel serene. Hell, I feel like I just had the best sleep I’ve had since before I went off to war.
I watch her sleep for another hour—literally just watching her sleep and holding her like I never want to let her go until she slowly blinks awake. Her eyes open, and when she takes me in, a grin spreads over her face along with this cute little pink blush on her cheeks.
“Hi,” she says quietly. Okay, there’s that moment of awkwardness from that first time waking up with each other. But it lasts all of three seconds before I lean in and press my lips to hers. She moans, kissing me slowly and softly, her body curling tighter against me as her hands slide over my chest.
“So, how was your night?”
I chuckle as she grins at me.
“You know,” I shrug. “Stayed in, took a bath, slept with the most incredible girl I’ve ever met. You?”
She blushes as she shrugs right back. “Oh, nothing special. Spilled some tea on myself, got cleaned up, and then lost my virginity to my Principal before losing track of how many orgasms I had. You know, basic weekday night.”
I laugh, pulling her close and kissing her slow and deep as we melt together.
“Brynn, last night—”
“Last night was amazing,” she breathes quietly, biting her lip as she looks up into my eyes.
“Took the words out of my mouth,” I groan, leaning in and kissing her all over again. We just stay like that, our kisses growing longer and deeper until suddenly, I’m rolling her onto her back and sliding between her legs. She moans, opening them willingly for me, and when I slide inside, she’s so fucking wet as she cries out and holds me close.
This time, we make love. We go slow, and we drag it out, keeping each other on the bleeding edge of release until finally, there’s no holding back. I roar when I finally come, her nails raking down my back and her cries of pleasure drowning in my ears as I blast my cum deep in her perfect little pussy.
We’re panting as we roll apart, laughing as I pull her into my arms and kiss her fiercely. My eyes dart to the alarm clock on my bedside table, I groan as I pull away.
“Shit, we’re going to be late.”
Brynn swears, jumping from the bed and making me groan as my eyes sweep over her perfect body.
“Crap, and I need to get back to the dorms and change!”
She darts out of my room, and I’m climbing out of bed when she comes dashing back in buttoning up her blouse from the night before.
“Hey, tonight,” I growl, pulling her into me and kissing her slowly. “Why don’t you bring some more clothes over.”
She bites her lip, her eyes locking with mine.
“Moving right in, huh?”
“Yeah,” I growl. “You are.”
She blushes, and slowly, she nods as a grin spreads over her face.
“Okay,” she breathes.
“Look, at least until we figure this all out with your father and that mob creep.”
She nods.
“So, tonight?”
Brynn grins. “Yeah, I’ve got swim practice, but after that?” She blushes as she sinks into me. “Maybe I could come over and you could spill hot tea on me again?”