Chapter 10: All The Parts
I toss a hand over my face as I groan, groggy and delirious. Once my mind has registered that I'm up, I immediately scan the beautiful woman beneath me, snuggled to my side . Funnily enough, my hands are placed comfortably, one on her breast and one on her plump ass.
I give it a squeeze to see if she responds, but she merely moans and snuggles further into me. Pity, I was hoping she was a sleep groper like myself. I roll over, detaching myself from her claws to grab my phone off the counter.
I scrolled past the missed call from Damon, as that was shit for another day. I had to be into work by 12, but it was 9. If I could get my girl up beside me, we may manage to have some fun for awhile.
I put my phone beside me and encase her back into my arms.
"Why are you up?" Her tiny groggy voice mumbles into my chest.
"Why aren't you up?" She points blindly to the clock beside her. I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear to see her better.
Like I've said, Elena was fucking pretty. Or beautiful or whatever. Most times you got those girls with nice asses and tits, but then messed up faces. She was fortunate enough to be pretty in every aspect of her. To be honest, I don't know how she was single before.
Maybe I'm biased.
"Aw, come on." I reach my hands back down to her ass. "We should be taking advantage of the fact that Mini is out like a light and we aren't at work."
She groans and pulls me tighter. "Morning sex, you're such a guy."
I rub the part of me that makes me, indeed, a guy against her. She squeals and I lay a slobbery kiss on her cheek. "Bet your ass I am."
She yawns away from me-probably to stop me from inhaling her morning breath-right as my phone rings from beside me. I lift it up and notice that it's Damon. Again.
I ignore it and toss it onto the floor.
"You aren't going to answer that?" Elena asks, pulling herself up from the bed. How the hell am I supposed to think about that when I finally realize what the hell she is wearing? Now, typically I'm never in bed long enough with women to know what they sleep in besides being naked.
But hell, she may as well be.
Those boy panties or whatever did not cover that delectable ass at all, which was not helping the current problem in my pants. And that tank top was ridden up like a goddamn bra(which she was not wearing) and fuck me if it didn't look amazing.
It usually takes a lot more touching than seeing to get me so turned on, but I guess that's life, right? Things change.
The saddest part of it all was that at least when she hated me a lot more, I could still jerk off thinking about her. But now Elena spends a lot of time here, and I can't just do it while she's watching. That'd be a really dickish move.
I've been celibate for the longest time and she's keeping me this way until she gets an honest date out of me. What my girl wants, she gets.
"Jake?"
"Huh?"
"Your phone." she motions to the device on the floor. I look down and think back.
"Oh, right. It was Bonnie. I think she's wondering when I'll be in, but Nik will tell her."
Why the hell did I lie? To keep her from finding out about the other lie. All this shit just keeps building up and when Elena finds out she's going to kill me, bring me back to life, then kill me again.
