Treat you better

Part 38- Bitter Jealousy

The week had flown by and in the blink of an eye the weekend arrived. Rosaly was grateful for that, because she could finally have Shawn all to herself. He looked better that Saturday morning, after a good night's sleep, Rosaly felt him refreshed, the tiredness had disappeared giving way to his usual good mood.

The clock was ticking at eight o'clock when Rosaly awoke on that glorious, sunny morning. She left bed slowly and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She put everything on a tray and took it to her room. She didn't want to wake Shawn up because she knew he needed to rest, but the day before he had asked her not to let him sleep too late because he had promised his mother that he would help her finish the preparations for the party that night.

Rosaly watched him sleep, and an immense tenderness took hold of her. He looked like such a fragile little boy while he slept, his hair curls messed up and his face relaxed, making him even more handsome.

She snuggled up to his body slowly, sliding her hands across his naked chest that still retained the warmth of her embrace. He moved on the bed and held her hands, but did not wake up. Then she pulled away a lock of hair that fell on his forehead, rounded his lips with the tip of her tongue, and before she knew it Shawn was kissing her with passion.

- I could wake up every day like this. - He said with a hoarse voice and the eyelids still drowsy.

- I'm sorry, my love. I didn't mean to wake you, but yesterday you told me you needed to help your mother with her birthday party. - Rosaly said, as Shawn grabbed her by the waist and held her over his body

- Why are you already dressed? - he asked, passing his eyes through the white blouse and the short shorts she wore.

- I prepared breakfast and thought you'd like to have it here in the bedroom," she explained, pointing to the tray she had left on her desk.

- Right now, I don't need breakfast, all I want is you. - Rosaly didn't even have time to answer, because before she knew it Shawn had stripped her completely, leaving her naked in his arms. They made love slowly and passionately, like it hasn't happened in days. Shawn was so exhausted that he always ended up sleeping before she got to bed, but that morning he loved her with all the need he felt for her, leaving Rosaly completely at the mercy of his passion.

When they rested in each other's arms, Shawn looked at her smiling:

- I think I'm starving now. - He ate willingly the breakfast she had prepared, and after showering and putting on comfortable clothes, he kissed her goodbye and left for his mother's house.

As soon as Shawn left, Rosaly cleaned the whole apartment, took her and Shawn's clothes to the cleaners. By the time he returned three hours later, she had organized everything.

- Looks like you had fun while I was out-Shawn said looking at the apartment organized and clean.

- I like to keep my things in order. - she kissed him on the lips- and how was your mother's party arrangements?

-It's all right. I have to get back soon, because I'm responsible for the sound.

- I'll take a shower and get cleaned up, then. - She said going towards the bedroom.

Rosaly took a quick shower and put on a mini black leather skirt, a light blue silk blouse and black high-heeled shoes. She chose pearl earrings and silver bracelet as accessories. Rosaly left her hair loose and made up in a very light way, because as she was going to dance at the party, she left her makeup stronger for later.

She left the room and saw that Shawn was ready, and his appearance made her hold her breath. He wore a navy blue shirt that in contrast to his light skin had an incredible effect, and tight jeans that highlighted his well-defined muscles. His hair was damp giving him an attractive look, and the smile he gave her was pure lust. How could he be so handsome like that? She couldn't get enough of looking at him. He emanated a golden aurea of power and seduction against which mortals like her had no chance.