Trace of Innocence (No Control Book 3)

Chapter 50 - part ii

(No Control - 50. Ready To Run, second part)

I wake up the following morning to Jess pressed against my back, softly kissing the skin between my shoulder blades. I lay still for a minute, enjoying the feeling, totally content.

She agreed to be my girlfriend last night.

I smile sleepily at this thought, and feel a flutter of butterflies in my stomach. I have an inkling this could be the start of something amazing.

I wish I'd asked her sooner. I don't want her to go home. I wish, more than anything, that she could stay another week.

The alarm sounds on her phone and she rolls away across the bed to switch it off, leaving my back cold, and I sigh.

"Don't go," I beg, and my voice comes out all hoarse and croaky because I haven't spoken yet.

"I'm just snoozing the alarm again," she whispers, and a second later she's pressed up against me again.

That wasn't what I meant. I feel stupid now.

"Don't go home," I clarify, and I feel her give deep sigh, and press her cheek against me.

"I have to," she says, a little sadly. "I wish I didn't, but I do. "

I knew this would be her answer, and I believe her when she says she doesn't want to go. But that doesn't stop me wishing it could be different.

"I know," I mumble.

She lays her hand across my stomach and I clasp it in mine and thread my fingers through hers, gently tracing my fingertips over the back of her hand. I can feel her breath on my shoulder blades, tickling my skin gently.

I'm really going to miss her. Maybe I should change my plans. I could go back home after all our commitments are met over here and spend the Spring in London. I could take her to Mum's for a long weekend, introduce her to Gemma. I think they'd get along.

My thoughts are interrupted by a trail of soft kisses across my back, and then Jess breaks her hand away from mine and slips it into my boxers.

"What are you doing?" I smirk, rolling over to look at her. She slips her leg over mine and sits up, astride me, her hand now rubbing my growing erection.

"Making the most of the next five minutes before my alarm goes off," she says, grinning cheekily at me as she leans down to kiss me.

"Go on then, let's see what you can do in five minutes," I grin back, tossing a condom at her and groaning as she squeezes me gently.

She strokes me agonisingly slowly while she kisses my neck, and gasps against my collarbone as I slide one, then two fingers inside her. We tease each other like this almost to the brink, before she pulls away suddenly and rolls the condom onto me. She lowers herself onto me and I groan at the warmth, my hips twitching involuntarily. Five minutes has turned into twenty minutes, ignoring both alarms, and by the time I finally lose control and collapse back on the bed we are running late.

Jess jumps off me straight away and I try to sit up and reach for her but she has disappeared into the bathroom before I can pull myself up properly.

"Come back," I whine, but the door shuts firmly and I flop back again, my heart still beating fast after our morning sex.

I lay on the bed with my eyes closed until I hear the bathroom door open, and I watch as Jess emerges wearing only a white towel, and throws her toiletries in her case. I haul myself off the bed and give her a quick kiss on my way to the bathroom.

She's dressed by the time I come out, so I pull my clothes on and we head to the kitchen for breakfast.

"What are you going to say if anyone asks about us?" she asks suddenly as I have a mouth full of pancake, and I shrug to buy some time while I swallow.