Sweetest Confusion

Chapter Forty-Nine: All Mine

I felt a slight pressure on my lips and my eyes fluttered open. "Good morning." Drew smiled at me.

"Mm. I could get used to this view." I mumbled, snuggling into his arms. I felt his chuckle rumble through his chest.

"So could I. But it's first day back at school and we need to get up." He reasoned.

"No way. Ten more minutes." I complained, sleep still influencing my sentences.

"We'll be late if you don't get out of bed now." Drew said.

"Fine. I'll get out on one condition." I smiled deviously, running my index finger down his shirtless chest. He shivered.

"And what's that?" Drew smirked, capturing my fingers as it got too close his pyjama bottoms.

"Kiss me." Drew didn't have to be told twice and he leaned over placing his lips on mine. Our lips moved in sync as we built up the pressure.

Drew's arms circled my waist and pulled me close. He rolled on too of me, but keeping most of his weight on my lower body and bed. I wrapped my leg over his and threaded my fingers into his hair. I need him closer to me but there wasn't even a paper's width between our bodies.

Before anything could go any further we heard the front door open. Shit.

"Maddi?" My father called.

"Shit. Shit. Shit." I whispered frantically. Drew just smirked and captured my lips again. I was pulled into the abyss of pleasure. I vaguely heard the sound of my father's heavy footsteps coming up the stairs but ignored it. My eyes widened when I heard my father knock on the door.

"Maddi can I come in?" He asked turning the doorknob.

"No don't come in. I'm changing." I cried frantically.

"Oh okay. I just wanted to see how you were doing." I heard his voice. Drew began kissing along my jawline leave along me feel flustered.

"Good." I gasped out.

"Are you okay?" He called uncertainty in his voice.

"Yup." I called out as Drew brushed his fingers down my breast.

"Well I just wanted to say that I'll be staying for a little while." My dad told me.

"Great." I uttered, as he nibbled on my left ear.

"Do you want me to make breakfast?" Dad asked.

"Sure." I gasped as Drew planted kisses up my neck as well as run his hand up my waist, under my t-shirt.

"What do you me to make then?" He asked. I moaned with pleasure, but Drew captured my lips before the sound could be created.

"Anything." I cried shakily.

"Okay I'll go and make pancakes then." He said cheerily.

"Sounds good." I managed to get out before he left and Drew kissed me forcefully. I kissed his back with the same ferocity, both of us enjoying the little bit of time we had before we had to get up.

When we eventually stopped to breathe I had to push Drew out so he could get to his room. I didn't have time for a shower so I just threw on a pair of worn out jeans, top and my high tops. My hair was a mess so I simply scraped it back into a pony but slipped my brush into my bag. I rushed downstairs to be greeted by an unfamiliar sight of my dad, in my mother's pink frilly apron laughing with Drew, in the kitchen flipping pancakes.

"What's funny?" I asked suspiciously, narrowing my eyes at Drew.

"Nothing." Drew shrugged.

"What are you doing here." I glared at him. Sure we were going out by my dad didn't know that and I'm pretty sure he would butcher Drew if he found out.