Face To Call Home (Love Came In #1) ✔️

Chapter 22

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I woke up with warmth surrounding me, sunlight streaming into the room and through the window, making me squint at the sudden light.

A hard arm wrapped around my waist made me look down and, recalling the events of last night, I blushed and realised that the muscular tanned arm was not the only part of Cole wrapped around me.

His thighs were entangled with my own legs, the hard and coloused feeling of them against my skin. Cole's chest was right in front of me, and I glanced up to see his beautiful face bent over me protectively.

He really had a very nice chest though. It wasn't completely smooth, but the light sprinkle of hair on his skin made him look way sexier. I looked up to study his face, staring at the light stubble formed there. The stubble was just the right amount of sexy to drive me mad, and it made me want to do something crazy like wake him up with a few licks somewhere in specific.

Geez, he was making me turn into a pervert.

As slowly as I could I untangled myself from his hold so I could go to the restroom. It turned out to be difficult, because apparently Marines have strong holds in their sleep too.

As I slipped out of his hold, very quickly replacing my body with a pillow, it hit me suddenly just how big he is - he literally took up almost all of the bed, and had kind of folded me into his body, like he was protecting me from something bad.

I liked it though. It made me feel safe. And warm.

His shoulders were so very wide, and just the sight of those strong, incredibly muscular biceps made me salivate. Cole's thighs were large as well, and his whole frame was just really tall. It really intimated me, but in a good way. A really good way.

Pervert.

Shaking myself out of my reverie, I looked around and covered my naked torso out of habit. Bending down I grabbed the panties I wore from last night and pulled them on. Deciding it was too much work to put on my jeans, and feeling slightly more adventurous, I put on Cole's olive shirt on instead, heading to the bathroom and freshening up.

I stood at the doorway of the bathroom and just stared at Cole as I exited, his chest moving slowly in deep breaths. He was out like a light.

Rolling my eyes, I headed downstairs as my stomach grumbled for food. Skipping down the stairs slightly, I came to a stop to look at myself in the mirror on the wall hung right next to the bottom of the staircase.

My cheeks were flushed, and a certain brightness in my eyes gave away last nights activities. At the thought, I blushed slightly, noticing that there were a line of light but noticeable bruise like marks all over my neck, trailing down towards the inside of Cole's shirt. Pulling it down slightly, my eyes widened at the large mark on the top of my breasts.

Letting the clothe go I tugged it a little lower because it came only to the middle of my thighs, still not so accustomed to the whole being naked thing. Well, not completely, but still.

I looked around the house and noticed it was super quiet. I then remembered, in hazy memory, that Cam and her mum had gone for a small two day trip for some family stuff, she had told me about it.

Walking forward, I hesitantly made it to the kitchen, which was just right of the stairs. It was open themed and pretty big, and I remembered cooking in it was easy and comfortable. Light was filtering in through the windows, but it was muted. Looking at the clock on the kitchen island, I realised it was already 11 am. Yesterdays activities had really exhausted us.

I blushed again and smiled to myself, walking towards the island, deep in thought. After Cole had taken such good care if me, we had both fallen asleep soundly. However, I was woken up, quiet pleasantly, by the feeling of a head in between my thighs. It was the middle of the night, and Cole had muttered something about waiting too long for this, for my taste. He had proceeded to give me three orgasms just by licking me, and I had screamed loudly for all of them - the man was greedy, and the dark looks he sent across to me made me loose control.