Rescue Me

Rescue Me | Chapter Eighteen

Jared's POV

I reached over to my right and shut off the alarm. Memories of being buried deep inside Andrea last night flashed through my head, I sighed, unable to remember the last time I felt this content.

Hearing Andrea stir next to me, I turned toward her. Her dark hair formed a haphazard halo around her beautiful features. The urge to kiss each freckle that dusted her cheeks and nose bubbled within me. I inched closer and pushed a curl away from her face as her sleepy eyes opened.

"How long have you been watching me sleep, you creep?" She asked smiling shyly at me.

"Approximately thirty seconds." I quipped

"Thirty seconds." Andrea giggled, "Really J? You're so goofy." She replied, throwing her arm over her eyes laughing.

"It sounded like a good number!"

While my ears were delighted by the sound of her laugh, my eyes drifted down over her skin; fascinated by how it appeared to glow in the early morning sunshine. My angel. I had to have her again.

Leaning in close to her, I whispered, "You're naked." kissing her bare shoulder. "I'm naked." Another kiss placed at the base of her neck, "We shouldn't waste this opportunity baby girl."

"Jared, we have to get to the airport. Our flight leaves in three hours." She giggled.

"That's plenty of time, baby." I replied, nuzzling into the crook of her neck, I ground my hips into her thigh, hoping to convince her to make love again unable to get enough of her.

"Quit poking me with that thing, J!" Andrea exclaimed through a laugh, "Baby, we have to get up!" I knew she was right, we should be getting up and moving. However, the last thing I wanted to do is leave this bed.

"Fuck the airport, let's stay here all day." My lips met hers sweetly and I smiled
into our kiss when Andrea knotted her fingers in my hair, deepening the kiss. I love it when she does that, but it's also her telltale sign that I was going to get my way.

"You need a shower. A cold one." Andrea stated firmly as she abruptly, but gently pushed me away.

"Come shower with me?" I asked, tickling her ribs.

"No way handsome, if I do, there's no way we'll get to the airport on time. One of us has to be responsible." Andrea replied erupting in a fit of giggles.

"Jared! Stop it!" Andrea squealed as she squirmed beneath me trying to escape. Just as I got comfortable thinking I'd won our little wrestling match she bit my shoulder. I flinched away from her growling in surprise and stood, walking to the end of the bed.

Andrea laid back and relaxed into her pillow with a sigh. Thinking I'd gone to shower, she rested her eyes waiting for her turn in the shower. Watching her I felt a mischievous smirk pull at the corner of my lips. Bending slightly, I wrapped my hands around her ankles and yanked her down the bed laughing when she shrieked.

I hoisted her up and over my shoulder, wrapping one arm around her legs to steady her and bringing the other hand down to smack her ass. Andrea squealed and let out a deep moan that shot straight through me to my cock.

"Jared! Put me down, we can't be late!" She protested.

I ignored her plea and walked into my bathroom, slowly lowering Andrea to her feet and turned to start the water. Turning back around, it was all I could do not to laugh at the sight before my eyes. Andrea stood with her arms crossed and stared at me defiantly. She's so fucking cute when she's pissed.

"My sassy, sexy, beautiful kitten." I purred, knowing she is a sucker for the low tone of my voice. Andrea squirmed, desperately trying to remain unaffected by my proximity. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I kissed her until she was breathless, waiting for the moment she tangled her fingers into my hair then abruptly pulled away to step into the shower.