You're awakened by the sunlight beaming in through the little sliver of window uncover by the curtains. Groggily you look towards the light and smile as you remember the events of last night that made you pass out. You turn your head back to find your arm laying on Jake's bare torso. You notice your leg is over his, both of your legs, bare. His arm is wrapped around you with his hand touching your back, also, bare. You realized the only place your clothing covers is the floor.
You look up at Jake through your eyelashes as you did last night but in a completely different way. His eyes gently closed with his long eyelashes almost touching his round cheeks. His Lips perfectly parted, little breaths escaping through them as he sleeps peacefully next to you. Picking up your arm, you trace your fingers around his body. Tracing around the faded hickeys you'd left behind. With each faded mark you trace, a memory pops into your head from last night and you can't help but smile.
You pick your head up and gently kiss his neck, hoping that's the first thing he feels when he wakes up. His breathing becomes shorter as his hand travels further up your back and his eyes twitch.
He turns his head to look at you with his eyes barely opened.
"Good morning, love." He says in a sleepy voice.
"Morning." You say returning the favor.
He slides his feet off the edge of the bed as he sits up, grabs his boxers and slips them on. His back is turned to you and you can't help but notice the red marks your finger nails created.
"Oh shit." You say in a whispered tone as he gets up, obviously he didn't hear you.
Standing in front of the one single mirror he owned, he examined the spots you had just traced over.
"Damn Babe!" He laughed.
"Yea I know. Sorry about that!" You say genuinely as you sit up a little and hold the blanket closer to your chest.
After you said that he turned to you with a confused look on his face. As he walked back to the bed he said,
"Don't apologize for how good you are to me. Ever!"
As soon as the last syllable escaped his lips he leaned down and kissed you with such passion you were almost left unable to breathe.
Parting his lips from yours almost as soon as they'd met, he looked at you and smiled down at your lips before turning around and walking out, leaving you alone in his room only wanting more.
