AN:
Hi guys, I'd like to inform you that the story will have more steamy moments as we go, especially now that Vaughn and Melanie are together. They are in the stage of the story that is called 'Sunshine Before the Storm'. Okay, I did not just give you a spoiler, did I? LOL
Steamy scenes ahead in this chapter.
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I wince as rays of morning sun tickle my eyes. When I open them, the first thing I see is Vaughn sleeping before me. I'm wrapped around his arms, the blanket covering the lower parts of our body.
My gaze darts on his face, and a soft smile tugs at my lips. I stare at his peaceful expression while he's sleeping. He's so beautiful. And so mine, now.
Heat crawls on my face at that thought. I still can't believe that last night happened. It was the most wonderful feeling I've ever experienced. Like, right now, my heart still beats twice when I look at him.
I must admit, though, that the area between my thighs feels sore. I didn't really feel this kind of pain last night, and I wonder if this is normal. Maybe every girl has a different case when it comes to their first time.
Deciding not to wake Vaughn up just yet, I slowly pull myself away from him and get up from the bed. That's when I see the blood on the sheet. I sigh softly and glance at the clock on my nightstand. 6 AM.
I wear my panty back and put on a white tank top before exiting the room. Making breakfast for both of us sounds like a good idea. The pain from last night gets even worse as I walk. Now I know why many girls said that they couldn't walk after having sex for the first time.
Nevertheless, I wouldn't have changed what happened. Last night was so perfect that it even feels like a dream. Sighing, I take out some eggs from the fridge and decide to make some pancakes.
I've been too caught up in my own daydream while making breakfast that I didn't realize Vaughn watching me from the living room, leaning against the wall. I gasp in surprise, not expecting him out of bed already.
A smirk touches his lips as he finds me taken aback. And his eyes are twinkling, as if showing that he loves what he sees.
"What are you doing there?" I ask breathlessly, my eyes roaming his figure. He's already wearing his jeans but is still topless. Oh, hell. More heat travels to my face that it might even be hotter than the stove I'm using to cook.
"Enjoying the view," he says. "What a wonderful sight to see you in those sexy clothes, cooking for me."
I blush again, pretending to roll my eyes. He approaches me as I turn the stove off. I'm putting the pancakes onto the plate when he puts his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind, making me yelp.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" he whispers, his breath hot in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
"You looked so peaceful in your sleep," I say, closing my eyes as I bite my lower lip. Oh, God. Now he makes me a horny girl again, with how he presses his body against mine.
"You made me surprised when I didn't find you in my arms. I guess I couldn't stand that for long," he teases, his voice low and husky. He smells the skin on my neck before his lips trail down to my shoulder, placing soft kisses along the way. "Shit. Now you make me hard even more."
Which is true. I can feel his hard erection against my ass.
"How's it going? Are you okay?" he asks about my condition, his voice filled with genuine concern.
"I just still feel a bit sore." I still do, even though I'm starting to feel like I'll be soaking wet again soon.
Vaughn turns me around so that I can face him. A frown touches his lips. "Well, that's something we have to work on." He leans closer, his cheek grazing mine, and I can't help but close my eyes, enjoying how he makes me feel. "Don't worry. I'll fix it," he whispers and nibbles my ear, making me let out a small gasp.
"We should eat breakfast," I stutter, proposing the idea even though my mind is nowhere near eating breakfast.
"Absolutely," he whispers. "I'm craving for my breakfast now." His tongue trails on my neck and down to my collarbone. "And I'm not talking about the pancakes. Although they look delicious. I'm definitely going to eat them later."
I gulp, knowing where this is going. I can't do anything but letting Vaughn's Effect control my body, as if he's the only thing it needs to respond to. His touch on my skin is like electricity attacking my body. Dangerous and unavoidable.
I yelp as Vaughn lifts me up to sit on the counter, giving him perfect access to my chest. He kisses my collarbone and pulls down the straps of my tank top. Then he pulls the top down, exposing my breasts without taking it off.
Right. From the look on his face, his breakfast is going to be devoured by him in any second. He kneads my breasts with both hands, and I moan, closing my eyes as I grip the edge of the counter tightly.
I gasp as he wraps his mouth around my nipple while still massaging the other breast. He open-mouthed kisses and sucks it -- so fiercely like he hasn't had breakfast for a long time.
"Vaughn!" his name escapes my lips as I let out a shaky breath. Now my fingers have left the counter and are clutching on his hair instead. Another moan leaves my lips as he softly bites my nipple.
That's when his cellphone suddenly rings, making me startle, but he doesn't let me go.
"You have a call," I rasp.
"Shit," he grunts, still eating his 'breakfast'. "Just leave it."
"But--" I can't find my voice when his tongue teases my nipple over and over again. "It might be something important." When he still doesn't answer, I shout, "Vaughn."
He growls, clearly annoyed. Without looking, he takes out his phone from his pants pocket and throws it onto the counter. A quick glance is what he needs before he presses the speaker button.
"Dude, where are you?" comes a guy's voice from the other line, filled with urgency. I wonder who it is and what is happening.
"Austin," Vaughn barks. "Now's not the right time."
I'm trying not to make any sound as best as I can, but it's fucking hard when Vaughn keeps sucking my breasts. I have to muffle my own moans with my hand. God, it feels so good. He was damn right when he said that he would fix me, because I'm not feeling sore nor there is any pain anymore. I'm dripping wet again.
"Well then if that's the case, I expect that you are on your way to the field. Because if you don't get your ass on here before coach arrives, we're doomed," Austin says, irritation evident in his voice, before the call goes dead.
Vaughn's eyes snap open. My jaw drops. Crap.
"Stop," I say, pulling away from him. "You have football practice." From what I've heard from Jake, their coach is strict -- especially about punctuality. The whole team will be punished if any of them doesn't stick to this rule.
"No fucking way," Vaughn curses, still pulling me back to him even though the disappointed look on his face shows me that he will have to get his ass off here nonetheless.
Still, I pull away, getting down from the counter, breathless. "You should go. They're waiting."
Vaughn curses again, but then he storms into the hallway. Not long after that, he comes back already wearing his shirt. He grabs his car keys from the cabinet, and I follow him toward the foyer.
I can't believe that he forgot about football practice. I mean, isn't he Vaughn Cooper? The invincible one. I guess that it's not only me who got carried away.
"Be careful," I say.
He pulls me and gives me a quick hard kiss on the lips. "I'll see you soon."
"Okay." I nod, smiling softly, watching as he reluctantly lets go of me.
I'm about to head back into the house when he suddenly grabs my arm, whirling me around to give me another peck on the lips one last time before leaving.