Rekindled- Jake Kiszka

Chapter 24

I wake up the next morning to the sound of Jake snoring softly, a sound that I had fallen in love with throughout the past few months. We were all headed back home today, but we don't have to leave at any specific time. Jake's arms are still around me from last night, our legs tangled together, and our bare skin warm under the covers. My fingers graze his chest, tracing over the various darkened marks littering his skin from the night before. They covered me too, from my neck, to my chest, down to my thighs. We just couldn't stay away from each other any longer. I had slept with enough people before to understand good vs bad, but Jake was at an entirely different level in every way possible. The connection between us heightened every emotion and feeling.

I cuddle into his body heat and lay my head on his chest, closing my eyes again as I hear the light snoring stop, signaling that he had woken up. With my body pressed so close to his, I'm not shocked to feel his hand run down my back, sliding to my side and the side of my thigh before moving back up. I smile and tilt my head up to look at him, catching his gaze and sleepy smile.

"Touchy this morning?" I whisper, placing a kiss on his jaw since I was laying too far to reach his lips.

"I just can't get enough of you, you're addictive." He whispers back, moving his hand down to my ass and grabbing it firmly.

"You're gonna start something we can't finish," I giggle, sitting up a little bit more and leaning in closer to kiss him softly. The kiss was meant to be a quick peck, but Jake didn't seem to want it to stop at that. He runs one hand into my hair and the other still grips my ass before I pull away slowly.

"Who says we can't finish?" He mumbles, looking over my face.

"Baby, everyone is awake, they'll hear," I say, shaking my head and dismissing his idea.

"You were good at staying quiet all day yesterday," he was right, and I didn't want to fight him on it because, quite frankly, he had me just about as turned on as last night.

"I'll stay quiet for you," I say, flashing him big eyes. That's all it took for him to flip us over, his body over mine and his necklace hanging down to graze my chest.

-

We head downstairs around 10:30, I had tossed my hair into a messy low bun and thrown on one of Jake's shirts along with a pair of shorts. Jake's hair, on the other hand was still quite a mess and he had pulled his pajama pants from last night back on.

"Ah, finally, you're through," Josh says, sliding us each a cup of coffee as we sit at the island.

"What are you talking about?" I ask with raised eyebrows, kicking Jake's leg under the counter and taking a sip of my coffee.

"You guys can be as quiet as you want, the bed doesn't follow the same ideas." Sam says, making a face like he was going to throw up as a blush covers my cheeks and I take a long sip of coffee, mostly to use the mug to cover my face.

"Anyways, enough of that, we need to clean this place up before we go. So if everyone wants to pick a room or something." Josh says

"I can clean, you guys go hang out, I usually clean on Sundays anyways and I want you guys to have some brother time together." I say with a nod, none of the boys wanted to protest my offer, the only thing close was an "are you sure?" from Danny, which I quickly nodded to.

I could use a little time alone and I didn't want them to spend all that time cleaning when they could be out in nature.

-

Within the next hour and a half, breakfast was eaten and the boys were off to hike for the day, leaving me alone in the gorgeous wooden cabin. It was nice to have a little bit of quiet, but my brain needed a little noise. I walk over to the record player in the corner of the room and rummage through the vinyl collection that they keep here, finding a Jimi Hendrix record and putting it on, turning the volume all the way up so I can hear it from the kitchen.