Heading back into the bedroom, I glanced at him briefly, lying there like some beautiful, naked Greek God totally sated and content. A little smile formed on my lips as I bent to pick up my shorts from the floor.
"What're you doing?" His voice was drowsy while he regarded me with a slight frown from his position on the bed.
I straightened, holding the shorts to my chest and smiling sheepishly. "I don't like sleeping naked," I explained with a shrug.
Cole stretched a little, his gaze becoming more focused. "Wait, you're sleepy?" he questioned me. When I did not answer, he grinned at me. "Is once always enough for you, Skye?" was his bold question and I felt heat spreading across my skin.
"Um...you're the one who fell asleep," I pointed out in confusion.
He shook his head at me before getting out of bed and walking over to me with a smile. "That wasn't me sleeping," he murmured, his hands taking my shorts away and tossing them God knows where. "That was me recovering."
I bit my lip, my head bowing as I blushed and Cole laughed a little at my shyness as he picked me up and headed back to the bed with me. I was already turned on again at his manhandling and forward behaviour as he stretched out on the sheets once more, tugging gently on my wrists so that I was positioned on top of him. My eyes widened at his lazy grin while he palmed my breasts from beneath me, kneading the sensitive flesh and driving me crazy again.
"You want to be on top this time?" he asked in a playful voice while he hardened once more and reached for another condom on the side table.
God, yes. This guy was amazing. So fucking sexy. So unashamedly sensual. So inclusive because he wanted me to enjoy myself as much as him instead of only taking pleasure from me.
"It's going to be a long night," he murmured in a teasing tone as he gripped my hips and his indulgent attitude made me lean over and take his mouth in a deep, passionate kiss.
"Bring it on, baby," I told him in a whisper when he groaned against my mouth.
He was everything, everything I had ever imagined and so much more. Like a prayer I had never expected to be answered.
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Chapter 15
Skye
I woke up to a rosy dawn illuminating my room with the soft whistle of leaves outside my window and Cole's warm body nestled against mine.
Man. What a night. A smile formed on my lips as I recalled all the dirty details. My body felt sated and my soul felt as though it had gone through some kind of major rejuvenation.
My Cole was perfect. Glancing towards him, I was surprised to note that he was actually awake and his eyes were fixed on one of my paintings propped up in the corner. A dull, grey sky and people dressed in drab colours. I had drawn that during my separation phase from Cole.
"Baby?"
He startled upon hearing my voice and masked the seriousness of his demeanour by giving me an instant, boyish smile.
"Hey. I thought you'd never wake up," he murmured and reached out a hand to caress my cheek fondly. "Good morning."
I pressed into his touch, savoring it for a few seconds before sitting up slowly. "Ow," I said at once and he frowned at me.
"What? What's wrong?"
I bit back a giggle. "Nothing. Just...sore."
His answering smirk was naughty and full of ownership and he leaned forward to brush his lips against mine, looking down at me with so much love, my heart skipped a few beats before resuming its natural rhythm.
"What were you thinking just now before I woke up?" I asked curiously, running my fingers lightly over his chest.
His lips parted but he did not speak as he looked at me uncertainly. Then he shook his head and moved away. "I'm hungry. I thought I'll wait for you and then we'll have breakfast together," he stated, throwing his legs out of bed and looking for something to wear.
He seemed a little agitated for some reason and then stiffened when he heard the sound of dishes clinking in the kitchen and a cupboard drawer opening.
"Shit," he muttered, grabbing his discarded towel from last night and getting up to wrap it around himself. "Skye, do you mind if I jump into the shower for a minute? I just...I need to-" He closed his eyes upon hearing another sound in the kitchen and that was when I knew what had him so wound up.
Jasper.
He felt...guilty? I wanted to ask him but the look on his face gave me pause. Maybe he just needed to sort it out himself. In the shower.
"I'll make us something to eat," I told him, getting out of bed and pulling on my t-shirt and shorts.
Cole gave me a grateful look. Then he followed me out of the room and I could not miss the fact that he avoided looking at Jasper at all costs while heading towards the bathroom. Jasper, on the other hand, had no problem looking at him before extending me the same courtesy as I strode over to the kitchen.
"Hi," I said hesitantly but he just stared at me with a blank expression.
Oookay. Point taken. This was awkward. So, so awkward. Cole loved me so much and this was all open and legit so why did I still feel like the other woman?
I finished drinking a glass of water and turned to find
