You've Got it Bad

Thirteen

Perrie's POV

I was awakened by that sweet strawberry and vanilla scent, and the sound of Jade's singing in the shower. I remembered she had to work this morning, but I immediately missed her warmth next to me.

I rolled over, looking at the clock on her nightstand and groaned.

Ughhh 6am? How on earth does she have this much energy, it had to be at least 3 when we went to bed.

Her bed was so cozy, I couldn't imagine leaving it. Eyes still closed, I scrunched my face up, kicked my feet, and groaned again. I hadn't even noticed that the singing had stopped and the shower was no longer running.

"Wow, was that a tantrum I just witnessed?" I heard her laugh from near the bathroom door.

She was feeding my senses so much at the moment, as I imagined her standing there in nothing but a towel with water dripping down her body.

I cracked one eye open to take a peek at her and noticed she was still smiling. And just as I imagined, standing there dripping wet in a towel.

God, this woman has no idea what she does to me. Or does she?

"It's soooo early." I groaned again.

"Ohh, nice sleepy voice. It makes me want to get back in bed with you." She winked and started walking towards the bed.

Great. I'm really trying not to stare at her wet, hot body right now. Also, what the hell did that mean?

She sat on the edge of the bed, right on the side I was facing while I was laying on my side. I kept my eyes closed for as long as I could, but I started to feel the heat radiating from her body and her scent was making me dizzy.

I peeked my eye open again and saw that she had dropped her towel. She was still sitting, but putting lotion on her legs by the looks of it, and I was face to face with the tattoo crawling down her spine. Again. My weakness.

Looking at her skin made my mouth water and my breathing become erratic. I wanted to reach out and run my fingers across her tattoo, or better yet my mouth.

"Hey, you still awake?" Her question startled me and I quickly shut my eyes before I felt her shift on the bed to check and see.

I groaned again, this time partly for dramatic effect and partly out of frustration. "I guess so..."

"Would you mind getting my back for me again?" She asked.

She's asking me to touch her. Her skin. Her tattoo. Again.

"No, I don't mind." I said, trying not to sound as eager as I actually was.

I sat up on my knees behind her, taking the lotion from her, briefly wondering how she put lotion on her back every other day, and if this was just a ploy to get my hands on her body. I really hoped it was.

I rubbed some on my hands and then onto her back. Her skin was so soft and hot I almost moaned from just touching her. I started from the top and worked my way down.

This time I went a bit slower because I wanted to savor the sensation. She didn't complain though, she just lowered her head and pulled her hair to the side. I ran my hand across her spine a couple of times to feel her tattoo, not that it felt any different than the rest of her skin.

When I got down to her lower back and noticed how it curved, I almost lost it. She was so freaking sexy. And there her neck was, exposed. It felt too much like an invitation to kiss it.

In the end, I ended up giving her more of a massage than just simply moisturizing her back, but like I said, she said nothing. Maybe she was enjoying it as much as I was.