Recollections

The First Time I Stayed Over

Bravery builds up inside of me and I smirk at him, and he raises a challenging brow at me. In a moment of strength I stick my tongue out at him, then quick like a cheetah, I sprint towards the bedroom door. Austin is hot on my heels as I rip the door open and bolt down the hallway.

I'm making sure to turn off every light as I prance through the house, away from him. Crouching down, I hide behind the counter and crawl into his kitchen.

"You can run baby, but you can't hide." Austin calls out in a teasing tone. I place my palm over my mouth to stifle my laughter. My eyes start examining his kitchen to see if there's anything I can hide in, but just as I see the pantry door wide open, the kitchen lights flick on.

A pair of light blue orbs lock on me on my crouched position on the floor. Austin jumps forwards grabbing ahold of me in his hands and I squeal as he tickles my side and nibbles lightly on my shoulder.

He grabs ahold of my bare legs and guide them to wrap around his waist, so he can stand with me clinging to him.

"I told you, you couldn't hide." He grins with his face pulled back slightly so he can see my face better.

"Know-it-all." I laugh and press my lips to his. Austin doesn't hesitate to kiss me back and his lips part, granting me access to deepen the kiss. I tighten my arms around his neck to try and prevent myself from sliding.

Austin takes two steps forward and my back presses against something freezing cold. A hiss comes from my mouth and I break apart from our heated kiss. My eyes are open and I'm realizing that Austin has pressed me against the refrigerator door. When I look at his face again, he's laughing.

"Asshole." I murmur, bringing my lips back to his. Austin sets me down on the kitchen counter so that my back isn't pressed again the chilly fridge anymore. His hands are resting on my exposed thighs and I'm eager for him to move them all over me.

I'm kissing everywhere my lips will allow, his jaw, neck, lips, cheek, chest. Austin gradually moves one of his hands up my thighs and I can feel my wetness growing the more he teases me.

His lips move against mine and he speaks into our kiss. "You look so damn hot in my shirt."

My hands move to the buttons on the shirt he lent me. "Wait until you see how I look out of it." I say, leaning away from him so I can completely remove the article of clothing. As soon as the shirt is sliding down my shoulders, Austin pulls it off of me and throws it to the floor. Giggles quickly turn to moans as Austin's lips make their way back to mine and his hands gently knead my breasts. His thumbs massage my sensitive nipples and I whimper.

I turn my face so Austin's lips aren't on mine, needing to catch my breath for a moment. He nips and sucks on the tender skin of my neck, and I know he's branding me but I don't mind. His hands are still continuing with his gentle assault on my chest, but I need so much more from him right now.

My small hand catches Austin's and he pauses his movements. I move his hand lower on my body and let it rest between my legs. "Please." I beg him.

"Not wasting any time, I see." Austin teases as he slips his fingers into my black, lace panties. As soon as the pads of his fingers glide over my sensitive spots I clench my thighs around his hand. "Shit, you're so wet." He groans, moving his fingers inside of me.

I can feel my body getting weak from his touch, and I rest my forehead on his shoulder. One of my hands is wrapped around Austin, resting on his bare back to support me, but with my free hand I sneak my hand under the band of his boxers.

Austin halts his movements inside of me. "C'mon." He says, lifting me off of the counter and taking me to his bedroom.

**

When I'm woken by rays of sunlight shining upon my face, I glance over to find Austin still deep in slumber. Carefully, I lift the covers off of my body and slip out of the bed. My muscles ache slightly from last night, and I stretch my arms above my head before letting myself out of his room.

Just as I'm pouring a mug of coffee, Austin makes his presence known in the kitchen by clearing his throat. My gaze flickers up to him then back down to my actions.

"Morning baby, I cooked you breakfast."

His eyes are shining as he pads towards me and snakes his arms around my waist, nuzzling into my neck. "It smells amazing. What'd you make?" He asks, his lips still pressed to the tender skin of my neck. For a moment I'm sidetracked as my thoughts roam to the hickey he left there on my skin last night. I quickly bring my attention back to the present when I realized he's still waiting on my response.

Gesturing towards his plate I say, "Biscuits and gravy. Your favorite."

He moans in approval and presses his face harder against my neck, making me laugh as his eyelashes graze my skin. I squirm out of his grip and hand him the plate I served for him. "Eat." I command and he obliges.

As he forks a massive bite of biscuit into his mouth he glances up at me. With his mouth full, he speaks. "Now I remember why I asked you to stay over." He winks and I roll my eyes. "I should have you over more often."

I smile to myself, hoping he truly means that.