Always Remains (BONUS SCENES)

"Whatever you want."

WARNING!

Explicit sexual content ahead. Not recommended for underage audiences.

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FORD

I wake, and it's still nighttime. I'm tangled in limbs and surrounded by the sunshine and summertime scent my beautiful girlfriend usually carries with her. I've always wondered how does she always smell like it's summer? I think I will take her in her proposal of taking her body mist and spraying it on my bed at the stables because I would love to wake up to this every day. But I don't just want to wake up to her scent. I want to wake up to her every day.

I'm going to rectify that situation soon. Now I have something else to worry about. We fell asleep in Sage's room.

Sage likes to go on about how her parents don't care about all this and that they don't have much of a say now because she's an adult, which is true, but I care so much about what they think, and I care about leaving with a good impression. I care specifically because I don't have a good antecedent. I did participate in the fact that their teenage daughter lied to them the whole duration of our relationship. So adding to the list of things I need to rectify is making sure that Sage's parents know I'm a good fit for their daughter, and I can't help but feel that sleeping with her under their roof is crossing the boundaries of their hospitality way too much.

I don't want to get up. Sage's bed is significantly comfier than the one at the loft. Plus, this bed has Sage, her snores, and her scent; I don't want to leave that. I really want to sleep with her every night.

I need to let Sage know I'm leaving, and she'll try to convince me to stay the night, or she will want to go back to the loft with me. I have to go.

I start to untangle myself from Sage's grip, but she secures me by wrapping her leg around my waist and pulling me closer to her. Fuck, I love her. I was hoping I could untangle myself before I had to tell her I needed to go, but I think that's not going to happen.

"Doll," I whisper, "We fell asleep. I need to leave," I talk low as she sighs, still with her eyes closed. She's awake.

"I know. I'm not going to let you," Sage answers and snuggles up to me. I chuckle. I knew she would not let me go this quickly, but I guess it didn't hurt to try.

I open my mouth to talk again, but I'm interrupted by Sage's mouth on my neck. Oh no, she's playing so dirty. This isn't fair in the slightest. And it doesn't even end there; she quickly shifts from her snuggle to straddle me as she leaves delicious open-mouth kisses on my neck.

"Don't leave," She half says, half moans, and I'm convinced I'm dating a siren. Yes, baby. What else do you want? It's yours.

"I have to, doll. This is abusing your parents' hospitality," I say, but I don't push her off, nor do I encourage her in the slightest to stop her mischief. This is okay. I can stop this at any moment.

"But my dad let you in," She comes back from my neck to meet my face, and this time I'm the one initiating this. I take her lips because they are mine to take now whenever I want, and I want them now. But I can still stop this at any given moment, I promise.

"I told him I just needed to speak to you, and I would go back to the loft," I say against her mouth. If I really plan to leave, I shouldn't even be arguing this with her. Okay, first, I shouldn't be kissing her, but fuck, her lips are addicting, and I did get hard the second her mouth touched my neck. It's so hard to think when I have the most beautiful woman in the whole world on top of me, asking me to stay with her.