BIBLE
"Hey, you need to wake up."
I let out a groan and dive deeper into the covers, unwilling to leave the comfort of the bed.
"Bible, you need to get up. You have a show to get to or you'll be late."
"What time is it?" I murmur from under the covers.
"A quarter to six."
Hell No! Who the hell even wakes up at six! I bury my nose into the pillow and let Jeff's faint scent lure me to sleep.
I'm just falling back to sleep when the covers are suddenly pulled from my head. I open my eyes to glare at Jeff but my mouth goes dry when I see him kneeling on the bed dressed in just gray sweats.
And just like that, I'm fully awake.
My eyes shift from his gray sweats up his toned muscles and then to his face.
His long hair curtains his face in a ruffled mess and I fight the need to reach over and run my hands over his silky hair.
How a man can look so goddamn sexy this early in the morning must be some kind of super power.
My hardon presses against the shorts I have on and I pull the covers to my lap to hide how turned on I am right now.
"Let me just sleep for a few more minutes." I literally beg the man.
"I never knew you were such a baby in the morning and no, Bible, I am not letting you miss your meeting, now get up."
His voice comes out so husky and sexy it shoots straight to my cock. He grabs my hand and helps me sit up. I scoot closer and let my forehead fall against his shoulder. I bury my face into his neck and catch whiff of his woody scent. It's intoxicating and I want to bury myself in him all day until I have committed his scent to memory.
"Did you sleep alright?" he whispers and I feel the rumble of his voice against my skin.
Why the hell is everything about this man so sexy? Even his voice is such a turn-on.
"I slept okay," I mumble against his neck. "I often have a hard time falling asleep in unfamiliar places but I was out like a light. I... I love sleeping in your bed."
I love smelling you on the pillow.
His fingers smoothen their way up my nape before dipping into my hair. I let out a groan when he massages my head, sending bliss coursing through my body.
This feel so intimate. More intimate than anything I've ever experienced with any of my other partners.
"Can I kiss you?"
The hand in my hair stills at my question. I lift up my head and look up to meet his eyes. I can't really tell what he is thinking and that's the other thing.
I can never tell what Jeff is thinking. Unlike most people I know, his eyes aren't really expressive and it unnerves me.
"If you woke up next to a girl, would you ask to kiss them?" he asks, brushing my hair from my forehead. "Or just do it?"
"I wouldn't ask but... I've never wanted to kiss anyone else as much as I want to kiss you Jeff."
There is a humored look on his face as he leans in and presses our lips together. His lips are soft when he brushes them gently against mine but...
I don't want gentle.
I don't want soft.
"Jeff," I breathe against his lips and he must hear the need clouding my voice because he tightens the hand in my hair and deepens the kiss.
A yearning feeling overwhelms me as his lips move against mine in a feverish manner as we both fight for dominance. The kiss becomes hard, fast, almost bruising.
Being with Jeff....
Kissing him like this, it's nothing like being with a girl. While most girls I've been with are soft, Jeff is hard all over. His muscles are warm and smooth under my fingers.
Jeff wrenches his lips away and leans his forehead against mine, his breathing heavy against mine.
"Fuck Bible," he whispers, breathing heavily against my lips. "You are going to be late."
"I don't care." And I don't.
I want to spend more time with him like this. Keep this overwhelming feeling going.
Maybe even take things further...
Jeff leans in and swipes his lips against mine lazily before biting gently at the bottom lip and then completely withdraws from me. Leaving me wanting for more.
Craving him.
I watch as he climbs out of bed and makes his way to the door.
"I'll go make us breakfast, grab a shower and meet me downstairs in half an hour."
My cock throbs in my pants at his commanding tone. I was being honest when I told him that I am not used to taking orders from anyone or being submissive but goddamn if his bossy attitude doesn't turn me on.
"Got it," I say but he doesn't immediately leave. Opting instead to watch me get out of bed. His eyes shift to the visible dent on my shorts and he smirks before finally leaving.
Once he's gone, I debate on going back to bed just to see what he'll do if I don't show up on time but decide against it.
I stare longingly at the bed one more time before heading for the bathroom.
Half an hour later, I'm walking down stairs to the smell of coffee and eggs. I find Jeff in the kitchen buttering the bread and I lean against the door to watch him.
His muscles are toned and sexy. I watch them flex as he moves about the kitchen.
"I see you're ready," he says when he catches me watching him. "I hope the clothes fit you."
"Perfectly," I say walking into the room and clouding him against the counter.
"None of this Bible, that kiss is all you'll be getting today."
"But..." I lean down and kiss a trail up his neck, gently nipping at the skin. A moan slips out before he moves away from me.
"Breakfast or you'll be late."
"Fine," I finally concede, joining him on the dining table. " I wonder if I can get an Uber at this hour."
"You could but I'll let you borrow one of cars. I don't want you getting late. You can return it later."
I lift my coffee mug and hide my smile behind it. " Is this a sneaky way to ensure I come back tonight?"
Jeff smirks but doesn't respond and he has no idea how much his offer makes me happy.
We get back to having breakfast and by the time I'm done, it's only six thirty.
I'm in the car driving from his home when my manager calls.
"You better be up Wichapas!"
"Hey, relax. I'm ten minutes away from the studio."
My words cause him to pause. I'm usually late to everything and morning appointments are often such a nightmare and it must shock him how punctual I am today.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, just give me a couple of minutes and I'll be there."
"Okay then, I was ready to scold you now I don't know what to do with myself."
I chuckle and hang up. My mind on the man who woke up at the crack of dawn so I wouldn't be late.
Part of me can't help but wonder if this crush is developing into something else.
Something more.
