Forever Yours

Chapter 16: Marcus Mitchell

I woke up against Evan's strong frame feeling more than refreshed. However, my hand did feel a little stiff but I brushed it off not thinking anything of it. I lifted my head to see Evan's sleeping face and softly touched his stubble, feeling the roughness on my fingertips. Then I moved a small part of hair away from his eyes so I could see his sleeping form without waking him.

Last night was amazing. Even though we were caught, I still had a smile plastered on my face. I wanted to wake him up but not with the breath I had. I sneakily got out of his warm embrace and silently walked to the bathroom to find another toothbrush. Once my mouth was fully cleaned, I made my way back towards the living room so I could creep back in his arms to kiss him.

"Gabe stop it," he grinned, "Daddy is sleepy."

"Well if daddy gets up, then maybe he can kiss Marcus back," I whispered. He slowly begins to open his eyes and smiled back at me before leaning to give me a kiss. Then he pulled back looking at me with his eyebrows squinting together.

"What?" I asked him laying on his arm. He smacked his lips a couple of times before answering, "Did you brush your teeth?"

I waited a few seconds before confessing, "Yes?"

"That's not fair!" He groggily whines rubbing his eye, "I just gave you a chocolate bear and seafood kiss."

"And it was delicious," I laughed kissing him again as he gently moved me out of his way to get up. He rose slowly and stretched before making his way to the bathroom to get ready for the day as I sat up to fix up the couch.

He came back into the room speeding up his pace to get to me and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. I responded with the same affection as I let him guide me on to my back. I knew he said he didn't want to push it any further so I was only expecting just for us to kiss but I couldn't help but to grip on to his shirt to pull him closer.

We have been apart for far too long and being this close only made me want to do more. Sex had never crossed my mind until the other night. Evan was what I was use to and it took a while for me to even really let him in. So, developing that type of connection with someone else was hard for me. Understandable that people have to test the waters but I was fine with my small puddle that I had with Evan.

I smiled as he kissed me again with me still laying on my back. I pulled his face down as he climbed on top of me, wrapping my legs around him. This is what I wanted, to be this close again. Lips to lips and our hips grinding in sync. I remembered a time when this use to scare the hell out of me but Evan was patient. Now, I had to respect his patience.

I gently pulled his face from mine but his hips kept moving until I stopped him. His blue eyes stared at me confused before I said, "I'm respecting that you want to take things slow. Like you did with me."

He gave me a gentle smile before slowly pecking my lips again to ask, "You want some breakfast?"

"Yes! Oh my God!" I cheered getting him off me, "The breakfast you made for us that morning you were at my house was amazing!"

"It was the food you bought," he stated walking towards the kitchen, "I just put my magical touch on it."

I stretched as he got everything he needed and a question popped into my head as I walked over to the counter, "Why aren't you like a professional chef again?"

He stared at me still getting everything ready before answering, "Well, being a chef doesn't really pay that much and I have a growing boy so, I gotta do what I have to do."

He paused as he gently rinsed out a bowl and continued, "Besides, I do love taking pictures and editing them for the magazine. They pay me well which is why I'm not really in a rush to go after another dream."