Letters To An Outlaw(Redwood Originals)*****completed****

25. Little bird

My eyes peeped open and looked over at the man laying next to me. A soft welcoming smile crept across my mouth surprised to see him still sleeping. In all the time I'd known him it was a rare occurance to see the man remain in bed before I woke.

I felt lucky. Not just because I had an amazing man that loved me but that they had all decided to give me a second chance. I of course would have to prove myself and filling the shoes of an old lady would be challenging enough.

I quietly got up and opened the drawer for a shirt when I must have shut it a little too hard.

I turned to see him watching me with a grin. Sorry that was not meant to wake you. Please don't get up. He looked confused. Its just nice to have you here. She looked down at him sadly. May I. His features slowly crept from confused to relief as she plopped down beside him. Nesting her chin against his chest. I miss this. She inhaled deeply while she replied to soothing sound of his breathing. I just want to stay like this all day. She responded in an almost whisper. Its nice to hear it. He responds.

I keep thinking back when we first met and wonder how we got here. Yeah you were too busy loving Opie to see me.

I never loved Opie. She admits raising her voice intently. Really. I've never loved anything before you. Opie was just for fun. Exciting but it could never be what we have.

He squeezed me closer at the comment. Securely holding me tighter as if wanting to send the message he would never let go. I loved that about Filip. He was a man of little words but when he wanted you to know something he was very good at getting his message across by his actions.

He let out a deep breath as if remembering our tiny moment had to end. I reached up to cup his face in my hand needing to cherish the moment. Taking in his scent just to get through till the next time we meet. I remained fixed to the bed listening to the water pour from the shower as he readied himself for the day.

I hear the water turn off and peek up from behind my pillow as he walked out of the bathroom with steam billowing out behind him, a towel clung low around his hips with his damp skin looking as tempting as a tall glass of ice water on a sweltering summer day. I watched for a moment as the drops of water ran down the ink on his skin and wanted to be the pictures that decorated his body. He had a tattoo of a woman on his arm and wondered what meaning it held. Did he know her perhaps or was it something else. His soaked hair was all strewn about, some clung to his forehead and I squeezed the pillow tighter when he drags his fingers through it away from his face. Your staring haha. He said as I shy away. I groan inside my head burying my face into the pillow to hide the embarrassment. I didnt mean for you to stop love. He reaches down letting the towel drop to the floor at his feet before he nestles himself between my legs. A shrill of excitement bellows out as he slides me, pulling me towards him from across his bed.

His hands freely roaming up and down removing my clothing. Um..so whats on the agenda for today? I ask with my voice jumping when he tickles his beard against my skin. His hands ghost back over my thighs and I just about yelp when his teeth grip the hem of my underwear, lifting it up just to watch my expression as it snaps back against my skin. I briefly wonder if I may pass out before his face buries between my thighs. I feel myself peek and wonder if this man may have me coming without actually doing anything physically with my body. How does he do it? Does he know the extent of what his touch does to me?  My whole body tenses but then just as fast relax into his movements. I gasp taking his hair in my fist directing his movements with my own.

We lay like that enjoying the feel of each others mouths dancing in indulgent unhurried motions before his head lay buried in my lap. If the world fell into chaos and fell in around us. Is it the slightest bit concerning that I just don't give a shit. He hummed against my skin. I responded with a mmm mmmm as I combed through his damp hair with my fingers.