With my eyes still closed, I moaned my answer, not yet ready to wake up. “Five more minutes,” I mumbled and snuggled closer to his warmth.
Drew chuckled lightly in my arms. “Five more minutes of what?” he asked playfully. “Five more minutes of sleeping or other more stimulating activities?”
Before I could question what he meant by “stimulatingactivities,” his sultry mouth latched onto my breast as his hand on my back moved down to cup and squeeze my ass.
I squeaked in surprise, definitely liking his version of how to spend five more minutes.
Who needs sleep anyway?
I moaned and finally opened my eyes.
The morning sun filtered in through the windows on either side of the bed and cast the room in a yellowish glow.
Drew’s hair was messy as I threaded my fingers through it. The scruff on his face rubbed against my bare skin and caused my body to erupt in goosebumps.
And his eyes. Fuck. His mesmerizing green eyes were full of mischief as his mouth and tongue teased my hardening nipple.
“I meant five more minutes of sleep,” I said and immediately regretted those words, “but could be convinced otherwise.”
His mouth swallowed my giggle as his lips collided with mine in a bruising kiss. Just as my body was getting desperate for more, he pulled back.
“Actually, I need to get ready for work,” he said, but his tone was teasing.
“Oh, really?” I asked, not believing him for a second at the feel of his hard cock against my leg. “Then who will take care of this?”
Feeling bold, I reached down and gave him a few quick pumps with my hand.
Drew clenched his jaw, holding in a moan. “Maybe I do have some time after all.”
Suddenly, Drew picked me up by the hips like I didn’t weigh a damn thing and deposited me onto him. As I straddled his lap, his cock nudged my pussy.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to be on top?” he asked, his gaze heated.
After some “stimulating activities”in bed that continued on into the shower, Drew reluctantly left for work.
“Promise me you’ll stay inside today,” he said just before he walked out the door. “I don’t want to give this guy another chance of getting close to you. You’ll be safer if you stay here.”
I didn’t like the idea of hiding inside all day but knew there was still a chance of being attacked again if I didn’t. I just hoped the man in the hoodie wasn’t biding his time until I stepped out that door. That possibility made me shiver.
“I just want you to be safe,” Drew added.
I agreed to stay inside, knowing it was for the best. With one last longing look and a kiss that almost made me want to pull him back to bed, Drew reluctantly left for work.
With him gone, the day passed by much slower than usual.
As I settled onto the plush couch and attempted to do some of my assignments on my laptop, my mind kept drifting back to Drew and the night we shared.
Maybe I didn’t deserve it, but I was happy for the first time in years, and it was all because of Drew. These last few days being around him, confiding in him, the connection between us had grown stronger.
I didn’t regret sleeping with him. It felt like we were two stars caught in a gravitational pull. We’d finally collided in sparks of light and stardust, reviving a part of me I thought had been lost forever.
Mom would be proud.
For a small, fleeting moment, I felt like my old self again. I felt like the woman I had been before Adrian. The one who didn’t have to worry about gangs or stalkers or losing anyone close to her. I desperately wanted to hold on to that feeling—that girl—that Drew brought out with every touch, kiss, and caress.
But the timing couldn’t have been worse. My mind spiraled like a vortex of doubt.
I wanted more with Drew. I wanted a future with him, but it was hard to see one beyond the ever-looming shadow of my past.
