It's You...

Chapter 10.

The beam of the morning, through the window, making its way from the curtains, hits my face that makes me open my eyes. I stretch and look around, wondering where I am.

Yeah right, I'm at Jen's place.

I look at my side. She's not there. I can here some noise outside. I jump out of the bed, pull on my jeans and walk out shirtless...........There she is in the kitchen, busy making something. I slowly walk towards her without making any noise. She's wearing a frost crochet dress that's making her look hotter and elegant at the same time. It's short, very short, short enough just to conceal her behind. Her hairs are tied up into a messy bun, which has left some strands of her hair free. When I'm close enough her, I hear her humming something.

I snake my arms around her belly. She startles a little bit. I nuzzle my nose near her ear, inhaling the mesmerizing scent of her. I kiss her on the cheeks, holding her tight against me.

"Good morning. You sleep well?" Jen mutters.

"Yes. I did."

I really did. I slept peacefully and without discomfort which is strange because I can't sleep anywhere other than my place. Jen's my comfort and my peace. She kisses me at the corner of my mouth and says,

"You're hungry?"

"Famished," I answer.

I see she has prepared some toast, bacon and scrambled eggs and she's beating the coffee while I've wrapped her in my arms. Let's distract her. It's my wicked mind thinking right now. I kiss her shoulder and nuzzle against her delicate neck. I reach her ear and whisper in it,

"Do you know how short your dress is?" I slid my hand down and to her inner thighs.

"It's easier to reach you," and my fingers reach to its exact destination. She inhales with a gasp.

I finger her, tease her. Her head falls back on my shoulder, letting out a soft moan. The whisk drops from her hand on the floor. She clutches my hand that is giving her waist gentle squeezes. I continue doing circles and spirals and slamming in her. She falls weak in my arms.

"Brendon," she mumbles my name along with a moan.

Yes, I like that. My name from her mouth is like a prayer. I like my name more when it's delivered from her. I render wet kisses on her neck and around her ears. She turns around, facing me, making me pull out my fingers. She gazes at me with want and desire. Just her staring drives me crazy. I cup the back of her head and bring her lips on mine. She jumps on me, wrapping her both arms around my neck.........Damn!! This girl always surprises me. I kiss her hard, hold her tight. She's the best thing I've tasted. She kisses me back with all the love she has.

Oh Jen! I love you. I love you so much.

She suddenly draws back. I look at her,

"What?" I ask, keeping my voice as soft as I can.

"My phone's ringing," she starts looking for her phone.

Jen finds her phone on the kitchen island. She takes it in her hand and checks what it is.

"It's Leah," Jen murmurs.

"Why is she calling you at this time?" It's 9:30 in the morning.

Jen shrugs as she doesn't have any idea. I catch a glance of her phone and........oh jesus........it's a facetime call. I roll my eyes and she answers the call. I go back to the room to put my shirt on. I don't want Jen and me looking nasty in front of my sister. I walk out. Jen's still in the kitchen talking to Leah and stirring coffee in the mugs. When I reach her, she hands me a mug and mumbles,