mercy.
Chapter 1
~Sean~
Hadlee looks so fucking sexy when she’s flustered.
A hint of pink takes up residence in her pale cheeks.
The lip chewing and mumbling commences.
I don’t know why seeing her like this turns me on, but it always does.
Standing in the kitchen, I cross my arms and watch fumble through the fridge in search of the milk. Whenever she’s thinking too much or can’t sleep she drinks a glass of milk. “I can’t explain why, but some reason it always calms me down,” she’ll tell me.
“Shit,” she huffs as a bottle of ranch dressing falls from the middle shelf and rolls on to the floor. I continue watching with a mischievous smirk as she bends of over and her light pink night gown hikes up a little just below her butt. She reaches for the ranch, grabs the bottle by the neck, but it slips from her grasp and thuds on the floor again.
Hey, I never said my girl was the most coordinated person. That really doesn’t matter anyway. I didn’t fall in love with her because she could dribble a basketball like Scotty Pippen.
I’ve been with more women than I count on my fingers and toes. I’ve been with supermodels, beauty queens, women with killer bodies, and women who know their way around the bedroom (if you know what I mean). And to me none of them have ever had the effect on me that Hadlee has. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to explain why.
Hadlee sets the ranch back in the fridge pulls the milk out and sets it on the counter. The light from the dome light fixture in the center of the ceiling bounces off the stainless steel and I wonder if Hadlee will notice from my reflection that I’m standing right behind her.
She doesn’t.
I take that as my cue.
Right when she opens the cupboard door and has her hands on the rounder glass, I swoop up behind her, placing my nose into her hair and my hand over top of hers. “You need some help with that?” There’s a playful tone in my voice and a wide grin on my lips.
At first she freezes and given everything she’s been through with being attacked from behind, I know that I shouldn’t use this approach, but she’s been staying with me for a couple months now. I know she’s used to it. After a minute her shoulders relax and she mumbles, “You ass.” I laugh into her hair and take a step back. The first couple times I did this, she elbowed me in the gut. It didn’t really hurt, but there were a few times where that elbow got dangerously close to my nuts. I love her, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to let her damage my prized jewels.
I remove my hand from hers and she sets the glass on the black counter top. “What is it with you?” There’s frustration in her voice. “Why do you always, always do that?”
“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with a little surprise, baby. Especially if it’s a good one,” I comment.
“Yeah, but you know I don’t like it when you sneak up on me like that.” She tosses me a sneer from over her shoulder and I hold back the soft laugh stuck in my throat.
For a minute I just stare at her.
I stare hard.
Swept in a daze of her plain beauty.
Lost in the glint of anger in her pale blue eyes.
Lifting my right hand, I caress her cheek with my fingers. I love the way her skin feels like satin against mine .I love how when I twirl my fingers through her unkept hair, it feel smooth and silky. She’s still staring at me, but the sneer has dropped from her face. She shakes her head slightly with an ‘I know what you want’ look on her face’.
And that’s when I say, “Enough talking,” and press my lips against hers.
Chapter 2
~Hadlee~
Sean’s lips brush against the back of my neck and I suck in a deep breath as tremors of want travel down my arms and legs.
My stomach flutters, a field full of Monarchs flapping their wings.
Hot breath falls against my lower earlobe and I choke on a moan lodged between my tonsils and tongue. Sean lets out a raspy chuckle,
Chapter 1
~Sean~
Hadlee looks so fucking sexy when she’s flustered.
A hint of pink takes up residence in her pale cheeks.
The lip chewing and mumbling commences.
I don’t know why seeing her like this turns me on, but it always does.
Standing in the kitchen, I cross my arms and watch fumble through the fridge in search of the milk. Whenever she’s thinking too much or can’t sleep she drinks a glass of milk. “I can’t explain why, but some reason it always calms me down,” she’ll tell me.
“Shit,” she huffs as a bottle of ranch dressing falls from the middle shelf and rolls on to the floor. I continue watching with a mischievous smirk as she bends of over and her light pink night gown hikes up a little just below her butt. She reaches for the ranch, grabs the bottle by the neck, but it slips from her grasp and thuds on the floor again.
Hey, I never said my girl was the most coordinated person. That really doesn’t matter anyway. I didn’t fall in love with her because she could dribble a basketball like Scotty Pippen.
I’ve been with more women than I count on my fingers and toes. I’ve been with supermodels, beauty queens, women with killer bodies, and women who know their way around the bedroom (if you know what I mean). And to me none of them have ever had the effect on me that Hadlee has. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to explain why.
Hadlee sets the ranch back in the fridge pulls the milk out and sets it on the counter. The light from the dome light fixture in the center of the ceiling bounces off the stainless steel and I wonder if Hadlee will notice from my reflection that I’m standing right behind her.
She doesn’t.
I take that as my cue.
Right when she opens the cupboard door and has her hands on the rounder glass, I swoop up behind her, placing my nose into her hair and my hand over top of hers. “You need some help with that?” There’s a playful tone in my voice and a wide grin on my lips.
At first she freezes and given everything she’s been through with being attacked from behind, I know that I shouldn’t use this approach, but she’s been staying with me for a couple months now. I know she’s used to it. After a minute her shoulders relax and she mumbles, “You ass.” I laugh into her hair and take a step back. The first couple times I did this, she elbowed me in the gut. It didn’t really hurt, but there were a few times where that elbow got dangerously close to my nuts. I love her, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to let her damage my prized jewels.
I remove my hand from hers and she sets the glass on the black counter top. “What is it with you?” There’s frustration in her voice. “Why do you always, always do that?”
“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with a little surprise, baby. Especially if it’s a good one,” I comment.
“Yeah, but you know I don’t like it when you sneak up on me like that.” She tosses me a sneer from over her shoulder and I hold back the soft laugh stuck in my throat.
For a minute I just stare at her.
I stare hard.
Swept in a daze of her plain beauty.
Lost in the glint of anger in her pale blue eyes.
Lifting my right hand, I caress her cheek with my fingers. I love the way her skin feels like satin against mine .I love how when I twirl my fingers through her unkept hair, it feel smooth and silky. She’s still staring at me, but the sneer has dropped from her face. She shakes her head slightly with an ‘I know what you want’ look on her face’.
And that’s when I say, “Enough talking,” and press my lips against hers.
Chapter 2
~Hadlee~
Sean’s lips brush against the back of my neck and I suck in a deep breath as tremors of want travel down my arms and legs.
My stomach flutters, a field full of Monarchs flapping their wings.
Hot breath falls against my lower earlobe and I choke on a moan lodged between my tonsils and tongue. Sean lets out a raspy chuckle,
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