Chapter 16

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Rylee's POV

A sunbeam woke me up and I just wanted to go back to sleep. I wasn't ready to face the day and this pillow was so comfy and it smelled so nice. I snuggled it a bit and I heard a little snort as an answer. I opened my eyes so fast that they nearly popped out. This wasn't my bedroom and this wasn't my pillow.

I was confused at first where I was but then I recognized Steve's room and that the thing I assumed as a pillow was Steve himself. I moved slightly to not wake him up. I looked down at him sleeping. He looked so peaceful and he was just a true eye candy. For a moment I asked myself if something happened between us. He wasn't wearing a shirt and I had one of his shirts on. I had a few vodka shots. More than just a few but I wasn't that drunk. I didn't feel like I had sex and I thought I definitely would remember sex with Steve.

I slipped out of his arms and sneaked into his ensuite bathroom. I started to remember everything from last night, even the fact that I jumped at him like he was a tree and I was a monkey. That's what I got when I drank vodka. Embarrassing boldness and a headache. I would just repress the memory. Just that one and not the whole evening. I want you to be sober so that you'll remember everything I'll do with you. I took a deep breath because my imagination started to show me a few possibilities.

I looked into the mirror and I thanked god because Steve didn't see me like that. He wouldn't want to do anything with me anymore. I didn't remove my make up and my hair was a mess. I looked like a raccoon who had a make out session with a microwave. I just tried to remove my makeup because everything was better than this mess and Steve already saw me most of the time without any at all. I splashed some water in my face and returned to the room. I hoped Steve was still asleep so I could snuggle up to him and get a little bit more sleep.

Steve's POV

I woke up because I felt like I was missing something. Rylee wasn't in my arms anymore. Did she sneak out? I didn't think she would do that after last night and how much closer we were now. I was sure she was still here. Then I heard the bathroom door opening. I was watching her with half open eyes. She looked so great in my shirt with the messy hair. The shirt was white and in the rising sunlight I could look right through it. I closed my eyes even though I wanted to look at her but I didn't. I hid a smile so she didn't recognize yet that I was already awake. When she was standing right next to the bed I got up, grabbed her arms and pulled her back onto the bed.

She let out a little scream because I surprised her. I buried her under me, my arms next to her head while I had her wrists in my grip and my lower body between her legs. She overcame her shock very fast and gave me a little smile.

'Good morning, Captain' I didn't know why but when she was calling me Captain, it did something to me. I have never felt that way when somebody was calling me that. It was just my rank and title but it was different with Rylee. Everything was different. My grip around her wrists tightened and I needed to kiss her. I pressed my lips on her and she returned the kiss immediately. Our tongues started the dance they already knew so well. I pulled her arms over her head so I could grab them with just one hand. I let my right hand trail down to her waist. I broke away, letting my nose brush over hers. I needed to be sure that she really wanted this.

'Can I touch you?'

'Please, Steve'

I stared into her amber eyes for a moment before I started to kiss my way down to her neck. I let my hand roam over her ribcage to her chest and cupped her covered breast in my hand. It fits perfectly in my hand and I could feel her hardened nipple in my palm. I was squeezing and caressing to find out what she liked the most. I stopped nibbling at her neck and went down. I sucked at her other nipple through the thin fabric of the shirt and her back arches. She was so sensitive. Rylee was breathing harder and she crossed her legs behind my back to pull me closer.

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