all other thoughts out the window as he pulls me into him even tighter.
“Morning” he mumbles, still half asleep.
“Good morning sleepy head” I whisper, stroking the soft stubble on his cheek.
I used to hate the rough feel of stubble on Jakes face, but on Carlos it feels heavenly to touch. I finally understand the phrase ‘rose tinted glasses’, if ever there was a way to describe how everything is when you’re in love it truly is rose tinted.
“I love waking up with you”
“Oh yeah, why’s that?” I tease.
“So I can do this” he says, kissing me softly and slipping his hand between my legs.
“Uhh” I utter, this man is insatiable.
We take our time making love, reclaiming each-others bodies; it’s a wonder how we’ve become more in tune with one another after spending time apart.
“I could do with a shower” I say once we’re both satisfied.
“Would you like so company?” he suggests, with his cute cheeky grin.
“I’d love some” I reply, my self-conscious side long forgotten since his admission of love for me. I think that when I let go of my insecurities and just believed that, for whatever reasons, Carlos finds me attractive, everything became more enjoyable; there’s no distracting thoughts at the back of my mind telling me I’m not good enough and instead I was free to concentrate entirely on how sensual sex can be.
Slipping naked out of bed we head to the bathroom, stepping into the steaming water. After all the traveling yesterday (and to be fair all the sex) I really appreciate the cleansing time.
Carlos is busy lathering himself in shower gel while I drench my hair, his eyes carefully watching my every move.
“What?” I ask innocently.
“Come here” he says, pulling me against him. The soapy water makes his skin soft and slippery, as he envelops me in his arms I’m coated with it too. We stand together, the shower gel gives me the excuse to touch him everywhere under the guise of helpfully spreading the soap over his body.
He slaps my ass hard making me shriek, “You had a bubble on your ass, I popped it” he says, grinning from ear to ear.
“Oh did I now?” I say, returning the favour by spanking him back, “I just wanted to spank you” I explain simply making, him laugh.
By the time we sit down to breakfast it’s midday, I’m sure Carlos should be working, he’s taken so much time off for me these last couple of weeks, but I don’t want him to go, so I say nothing about it.
Just as we’re finishing breakfast there’s a knock at the door, I look at Carlos and he shrugs “I’m not expecting anyone” he explains, crossing the room to answer it.
Marcus is on the other side, the very sight of him instantly fills me with rage, I hate him more than I’ve ever hated anything in my life. I move to stand next to Carlos showing him we are a united front, not to be messed with.
“I seeshe’sback then” he sneers. On impulse I pull my hand back, landing it with force, squarely on the side of his face making a gratifying slapping sound.
He looks at me shocked, holding his smarting cheek, “You’re going to let her get away with that?” he demands from Carlos..
“HA!” Carlos laughs, “You deserved it, in fact if she hadn’t have got in there first you would have got a lot worse from me.” He puts his arm around my waist and gives me a little squeeze of approval.
“Well I came to try and speak to you, but I can see she’s been busy brainwashing you against me” he snaps defensively.
“Jeeze, what is your problem?” I can’t believe how outrageous he is, “You were a dick and you got caught out, now everything is good again, but you’re still being a dick, seriously it’s like youwant Carlos to despise you” he opens his mouth to speak but I cut him off, “I’m not finished yet! Look I haven’t said anything to Carlos about you but the truth of what happened the other day; if anything I’ve tried to encourage him to talk to you, but you’re just hell bent on trying to tare us apart So if that’s how you want it, believe me I would be more than happy to ‘turn him against you’ ” I mimic his pathetic voice to wind him up, “or you can just let go of this random vendetta you have against me and maybe, in time, we