Page 30 of 10 Years (Time for Love 5)
It didn’t seem to bother Craig, because he said, “Jesus, Gwen, you’re so hot. So fucking perfect,” and he began pumping even faster.
I allowed all of my senses to open. I didn’t want to miss or forget any second of this encounter with Craig.
I listened to the sound of our moans mingling and the slapping sound of our skin meeting, I felt the slick heat of his skin as I held on to his shoulders for dear life. And, I smelled the sweet mixture of sweat and arousal. When he leaned down to take my mouth with his, then closed his eyes and said, “I love you,” I cried out that I loved him too, and enjoyed each quake, shiver, and shock that my orgasm brought, then I watched Craig’s face as he reached his release.
Once we were both left exhausted, sweaty, and gasping for air, Craig fell to his side and drew me to him. I snuggled in, not embarrassed, ashamed, or the least bit regretful, and knew I’d found what I’d been missing out on.
Chapter Twenty-Two ~ Craig
Present Day (20 years old)
I became aware of the bright light of the sun streaming through the window and tried to burrow deeper into my bed. That’s when I noticed the soft warm body that was nestled in my arms.
I inhaled the scent of Gwen’s hair as I opened my eyes and looked down at her peaceful face.
The night had gone much better than I’d ever hoped. I’d imagined I would cook dinner, and we’d talk, or maybe watch a movie … The reality of waking up with Gwen in my arms, after the night we shared, was more than I could have hoped for. I just hoped she was still on board with the direction our relationship was moving, and the pace of it.
I kissed the crown of her head lightly, then eased myself out of bed.
We’d never gotten around to eating, and since I hadn’t made her dinner, I’d make her breakfast. She had to be starving, I sure was…
I preferred my eggs fried, but since those really needed to be eaten right away, I decided scrambled with bacon and toast might work best. I put on the coffee, then pulled out everything I needed and got to work. I set 70’s Classic Rock on the Pandora station and sang along as I made breakfast.
I was putting the bacon on a paper towel to soak up the grease when Gwen’s tiny hands wrapped around my waist, and I felt her body against my back.
“Good morning, sleepy head,” I said with a smile as I turned in her arms.
Gwen smiled up at me, her face still soft from sleep, and responded, “Good morning, handsome.”
I leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose.
“Hungry?”
“Starved.”
“Well, you’ve come to the right place,” I said, then plated up some food and handed it to her. “Coffee?”
“Please. Just cream.”
I made us each a cup of coffee and followed her to the small table, then grabbed my own plate and joined her.
“How’d you sleep?” I asked as I picked up a crispy slice of bacon.
“So good,” Gwen said with a small moan as she took a bite, and I wasn’t sure if she was talking about the food or how she slept, but I was happy with the response, either way.
“What’s on your agenda this morning?”
“I don’t have a class until this afternoon,” Gwen said as she sipped her coffee, then her face lit up and she added, “But … I’m dying to know what’s going on at my place.”
I chuckled as she waggled her eyebrows.
“I have a late start today too, so what do you say that we head over and see what our friends are up to after I jump in the shower.”
“Yay!” Gwen said, clapping her hands.
I laughed at her exuberance.
Once our food was done, Gwen offered to do the dishes while I showered, and as someone who hated doing dishes with a passion, I jumped on her offer.