Cowgirl Up 2 (Sequel) ✔️

Chapter Two

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The blaring of an all too familiar alarm tone had me jerking out of my sleep.
However currently I didn't want to move a muscle.
My cheek was pressed into the soft case of the perfect thickness of pillow.
Blayze's arm lay under my neck, while his warm, naked chest was pressed to my back and both legs, covered in flanalette pyjama bottoms like mine, were both twisted with mine, while our right hands lay entwined gently over the swell of my rounded belly.
I felt as wholesomely comfortable as I possibly could.
"Blayyyyyze."
I groaned, squeezing my eyes stubbornly shut.
Stupid alarm clock insisting that we were supposed to be getting up and starting our day.
I felt, almost more than heard Blayze's sigh.
He slowly shifted behind me, the heat of his delicious, solid chest leaving from my cotton covered back.
His left arm slipped beneath my neck, as he shifted in the bed behind me and I'm guessing propped himself on his elbow.
His right hand slipped out of mine and I bit my lip to stop a sulky protest.
His chest leaned into my shoulder as he reached over me to grab his phone off the bedside table.
Finally that dreadful, ear drum bursting, bleeping sound ended.
I felt my face smooth out a little as I relaxed again.
Perfect.
Now to get back to sleep...
"C'mon Bails."
Blayze's attempt at a whisper encouraged.
No!
I felt my brow sink into a frown and the mewling noise that came out of my lips sounded freakishly like my tantruming two year old toddler cousin Bindi.
Blayze's laughter lightly shook me.
"I'm not getting up."
I denied, stubbornly holding my eyes shut.
"Well I can't give you your presents if you don't get up..."
Presents?
Oh yeah!
Today's my eighteenth birthday.
"I don't need presents."
I stubbornly denied.
The present idea was tempting.
But I couldn't even begin to encourage myself to climb out of this super comfy bed.
I knew that most of its 'comfort' however, was because last night I'd once again shared it with Blayze.
Blayze sighed audibly.
"And I'd actually missed waking up alongside you..."
Well that was sweet.
I clamped my eyes shut just before they cracked open.
Damn him and almost tricking me into opening my eyes because he was being so damn uncharacteristically sweet!
"I missed ya too Cowboy, but I still want to sleep."
Silence.
Ahh...bliss.
The soft, slightly moist feeling of lips, along with the light tickle of a couple of days worth of stubble came into contact with the exposed back of my neck, making me flinch.
Reflexively, I popped my eyes open, my slightly sleep blurry eyes being greeted with the familiar sights of the dark blue walls, white ceiling and black furniture of Blayze's bedroom.
A shiver ran down my spine as his lips made contact with my neck again.
I clenched my teeth against a groan, gripping the crisp fabric of the expensive sheets in my right hand and clamping my eyes shut.
A swirl of energised heat began its course through my body, waking me up in a whole other way than an alarm or coffee ever could.
His lips connected with my skin where my shoulder meets my neck and this time a breathy sigh escaped my lips before I could swallow it.
This was all a ploy to get me out of bed obviously.
But I one hundred percent did not have the strength to ignore it.
I popped my eyes open and turned myself quickly onto my back.
I came across Blayze still propped on his elbow, the muscles in his arm bulging mouth-wateringly and his deep blue green eyes sparkling while a small, albeit heart stopping smile graced his pink lips.
His dark hair fell onto his forehead, reminding me he was due for a haircut and leaving me wanting to lift my hand and push it out the way.
I let my gaze travel down, past his slightly shadowed jaw, down to his sculptured, tanned, muscled, beautiful chest.
My mind immediately wandered to thoughts of running not only my hands over the area and lower, but my tongue and mouth as well...
Get your mind out of the gutter Bailey.
We have a day of work to prepare for, even if it is my eighteenth birthday.
But there was now a warm, tight coil deep in my belly and an ache between my thighs.
I looked daringly back up to Blayze's eyes.
The even brighter sparkle in his eyes told me he was well aware I'd just been checking him out.
I huffed.
"Don't tease if you can't please!"
I knew from experience that he certainly could please me.
Though last night we'd both been too tired and just enjoyed being able to collapse into bed and cuddle up to each other.
But this morning, we had to get up to the main house for breakfast, then get on with a busy day of farming life.
Blayze leaned forward, until his lips were a couple of tantalising mere inches from mine, his breath mingling with mine while my heart began to pound.
"Happy Birthday Babe."
The husky, entirely sexy edge to his voice had my stomach flipping and my heart racing.
I opened my mouth to answer him, but he obliterated the space between us, leaning down and capturing my lips in an electric kiss.
I lifted my hands to grasp his shoulders, pulling him further into me as I tried to match his kissing tempo.
His tongue darted past my lips and into the depths of my mouth, before I could even think to warn him that we really couldn't afford to turn the kiss into a heated make-out session.
His tongue dancing with mine had electric tingles shooting throughout my entire body and I damn near forgot my own name, let alone that we were on a time schedule.
I groaned into the kiss, raking the finger's of my right hand down the taught muscles of his back and sliding the finger's of my left hand into the disheveled strands of his hair.
His hand swept down my side, to grip my hip and I wrapped my left leg around his hip, pulling him into me as a fresh surge of desire ran through me.
Blayze slipped his hand beneath my--or rather his--t-shirt and skimmed slowly up my bare skin, igniting every inch with a heated fire in the process.
He pulled his lips from mine and I had the slightest moment to regain some clarity.
"Blayze-"
"Hmm?"
He asked, his head dipping and a moment later his lips touched my neck, just at the hollow below my ear.
My whole body flinched as the electrified feeling ricocheted right through my body.
I raked the nails of my hands into the firm flesh of his back as a groan escaped my lips.
His tongue danced in swirls up my neck before he gently bit my earlobe.
He shifted back to look at my face, his deep blue-green eyes swirling.
"You were saying?"
"Absolutely nothing."
I squeaked, my voice barely working.
I grabbed his face and pulled him down to mash my lips to his once again.
His hand slid further up my body and soon found the swell of my naked breast, cupping it within an instant.
I groaned into his mouth, siding my right leg around his back too, to join my left one.