Bittersweet

~ ~ Ex, Interrupted ~ ~

~~ Gabriele ~~

My arms wrapped around Jenna as she snuggled beside me. It was the third time in just under two hours that we'd made love as she circled her finger around my bellybutton. The stupid grin on my face wouldn't be shifting for the foreseeable future, if ever. 

Kissing the top of her head, I relaxed as she yawned beside me. "I think I've tired someone out." 

Jenna giggled.  "For once happily so, but I don't think I can walk."

Damn, what a way to feed a man's ego. "Is that a complaint I hear?"

She lifted her head slightly. "Me, never. Definitely no complaints here... Nah-ah."

My chest swelled.  "I aim to please." I reached one hand under and the other I slid across her hips, pulling her directly on top of me."  Forcing blood to head south.

Her eyebrows shot up as she bit into her bottom lip. "What a fourth time... do you run on batteries?" 

"Fully re-chargeable baby and making you moan either above me or beneath me has become my goal in life?"  I cheekily grinned as my erection nudged her thigh.

"Your like my very own book boyfriend, I honestly didn't think men like you existed."

Didn't have a clue what she meant, but the glint in her eye said I should accept the compliment? "I'm taking that's a good thing, right?"

"Praise indeed." She descended and our lips met, the kiss long and slow and deep, my hand slipping through her hair. I seriously couldn't get enough of this woman.

It was easy to imagine this being my life.  Making love to her as often as she'd indulge me, sleeping next to her and waking to start each day with her.  That was my definition of perfect.  She was perfect.

Jenna pulled back, a little moan escaping the back of her throat as she sighed. "Well, before you ravage me for a fourth time, I need to pee and get a drink.  You?" she asked.

I rather she didn't move but a drink would actually be good right about now. "Drink sounds good."  I didn't want her to wait on me.  "Point me toward your kitchen and I'll get us something whilst you head to the bathroom."  An image from the week before in my shower flashed like a neon sign, sure it wouldn't take much convincing for her to join me in one.

"No, you stay put, you're in my home and I like having you lying here in my bed."

My eyebrows raised. "Oh, you do—do you?"

"Yes!" Bending down she quickly kissed me before rolling from me.  Sitting up, she moved to the edge of the bed, looking around her small bedroom, grumbling to herself.

"I really need to tidy up, it's like a bomb exploded...a-ha." She lifted something from the floor.  "Can I steal this?"

She had in her hand my shirt.  A warm gooey feeling spread in my stomach, Jenna wearing my clothes, hell yeah.  "Sure, but it ain't gonna be on long."  I put both hands behind my head, a cocky smirk sitting proudly on my face.