Leave it to Fate (Fate Series - Book #1)

Chapter Seven - Commit This to Memory

I awoke the next day to sunlight streaming in from the glass pane window. Taking one of my palms in the other, I stretched slowly. Below in the courtyard with an in-ground pool. Such a shame it's too cold to use!

"You think that things heated?" Colson husky voice, joined my train of thought.

He rolled over, wrapping an arm around me and pulling himself up against me. Resting his chin on my shoulder, he gazed out the window, hopeful.

In the light of a new day, happiness coursed through me that he was still affectionate. I was mildly concerned that in the morning it would feel more like one-night stand and I the way I was feeling was so much more.

"If it is, we're going in," I responded, reaching my fingers into his hair.

"What's your natural hair color?" I asked absentmindedly.

"A dirtier blonde." he answered, seemly distracted.

His warm hand scanned my stomach, swooping to graze my side, before landing to cup my breast and playfully twist my nipple. My body tingled at his touch. His body leaned over me, the weight of him crushing me into the mattress, as his lips lowered to kiss my nipple softly. His tongue lapped small circles, before his teeth gently bit. My back curved, as my eyes fell closed of their of volition.

Colson was hardening against me, I reached my hand blindly down until I had him in my grasp. He moans softly on my breath, nipping at the skin as I squeezed, and began to stroke. He was rock solid, when his body lifted from mine, and he climbed between my legs.

"Good Morning," he greeted, parting my thighs.

He grinned like a kid on Christmas opening the grand gift beneath the tree. A tiny tear from the foil filled the sound of our increased breathing. I reached for him, as his arms fell to either side of me. My fingertips danced up his back and along his. broad shoulders.

"Good-," my words caught in my throat as Colson slid inside me.

A short moan scared me at the new pressure, he filled me fully, slowly pulling in and out. The sensation guided my hips, moving with his, begging for more. He lowered himself on top of me, his chest against mine as he held himself up with one hand, and wrapped the other at the base of my neck. Grasping my hair in his hand, he gave a gentle pull. The jolt of the tug caused my mouth to fall open, as my head fell back. He took the opportunity to cover my mouth with his, his tongue eager to press against mine. I moaned in his mouth as he moved faster, hips hips grinding into mine.

He pulled himself up suddenly, grabbing one of my legs and elongating it next to his ear so he could go deeper. "You feel so fucking good.' He spoke each word between a thrust.

My lips pulled up at the corners, I moaned as his paced quickened, my mind wants to respond to him but my body was in control. The sensation in my stomach had grown too large for my body to handle, release would come soon.

"I'm close." I managed, and that was all he needed to hear.

He fell over me, digging his face into my shoulder, his hot breath against my neck. I wrapped my legs around him firmly holding him in place. I reached forward, swirling on my clit bringing myself to climax. Colson's breathing grew hoarse, until he let out a final moan and slowly lowered his pace.

Morning sex was the perfect way to start the day.

Colson rolled off of me, and fell onto the pillow. Disposing of the condom in the wastebasket by the bed, he reached for the phone on the nightstand.

"Room service," he said simply and I nodded in agreement.

I sat up, stretching my arms to the sky, letting the warm sun from the window engulf me.