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I woke up hours later. I could tell before I even opened my eyes that I had been asleep longer than normal. I don't sleep well and usually only get three or four hours a night. But I could tell I had gotten more than that. Then I felt Pete move on his side of the bed and smiled to myself. I still hadn’t opened my eyes, I didn’t want the warm, cozy, sleepy feeling to go away.

I felt Pete roll over again. I opened my eyes and turned my head to face him. I was on my back, he was on his side facing me. He looked rested and relaxed. As I was watching him, he opened his eyes and smiled at me when he saw me.

“Hey.”

“Hey. How did you sleep?” I asked.

“Mmm. Good. Really good actually. I don’t think I’ve slept that well in months.” He yawned and stretched, then asked, “What time is it?” as he reached over and wrapped an arm around me.

I reached over, without making him move, to the bedside table and moved the clock so I could read it.

“It’s just after four.” I told him.

“We slept for almost seven hours? I haven’t slept that long at one time in months.” He cuddled up closer to me as he said that.

“We both needed it. You probably could use a few more hours just to get caught up.”

“I’d rather be awake and next to you.” He raised himself up on his elbow next to me. He smiled at me as he looked down. I smiled up at him, as I reached up and ran my fingers through his curls. Washing his hair had unstraightened it. I thought his curls were adorable. But then again, I found him attractive so he could be bald and I’d still like him.

“I didn’t realize just how much I wanted to see you until you got here. I’m so damn happy you came for a visit.” I told him. His smile somehow got bigger when I told him that. His only response was to lean in and kiss me.

“I want to continue this, but I need to pee first.” I told him when the kiss was over.

He chuckled at me but then said, “Me too.”

After we both had a chance to pee and get a drink of water, we climbed back into bed and cuddled up together. I was on my back and Pete was on his side next to me with his head propped up on his hand. He ran his free hand up and down my arm, shoulder to wrist and then back up. A lock of my hair had escaped the braid, he gently lifted it and let it run through his fingers. The look he gave me was tender and sweet.

“I feel no need to rush anything with you.” He said this like it was a new concept for him.

“We don’t need to rush anything. Let’s just take this as it comes and see what happens.”

“Okay.” One corner of his mouth turned up in a half smile. He lowered back down on his side and laid his head on my shoulder. With his free hand he intertwined his fingers with mine on the same arm he had just been rubbing. “Is there anything you wanted to do this afternoon?” he asked me.

“No. I have no plans for us today. And with the dogs gone, we don’t have to do anything. We can stay up here until we want dinner. Are you hungry?”

“No, not yet.” He was quiet for a few moments. “Is there a drugstore nearby?” He asked.

“Yeah, there’s a CVS about a mile away. Why? What do you need? I might have it here.”

“Umm... I know we just said we're not gonna rush, but I didn’t get a chance to pick up anything, protection wise,” he confessed.

I just smiled and said, “I’ve been on birth control for ten years. You don’t need to worry about that.”

He chuckled in response, “Good to know.”

We spent the next couple of hours snuggled up in my bed, talking, cuddling, and kissing. The kisses were soft, gentle, and tender. Although we did have a few hot and heavy make out sessions. He found the spot on my neck that made me go to mush on the inside. I discovered that he really enjoyed it when I licked and sucked on his Adam’s Apple. I let him see, and explore all of my tattoos, and he let me do the same with his. It felt so right to just be with him. The talking was easy, we’d been doing that for almost three weeks, but it was so nice to see his face when we talked.

We finally got hungry and headed downstairs to see what Cloud had left us in the fridge. Turned out, he had left us an amazing dinner of roasted pork, rice, veggies, and a sauce to go over all of it. I made the sauce up as I followed the directions on heating up the rest of it. It was delicious. After we ate, Pete and I cleaned up the kitchen and started the dishwasher.

“Would you like to go for a walk?” I asked as we were doing the dishes. I didn’t really want to stay in bed anymore at that moment. It wasn’t that late, still dinner time, so the city would still be active and a walk to burn off that dinner sounded good to me.

“Sure, I could use some exercise.”

We were dressed enough to be decent around the house, but we needed to put on more layers if we were going to be outside. It was cold out and was going to get colder overnight. After we put on more appropriate clothes, we left the house via the front door and walked around my neighborhood hand in hand.

After about two hours we were all walked out and cold. We were ready to go home and head up to my room. We walked in and saw Andy and Ash for the first time since breakfast. They were on the couch watching TV, and they both had a rested and satisfied look to them.

“Hey guys. Where’ve you been?” Andy asked as we were taking off our jackets, scarves and hats.

“Just out for a walk.” I answered. “What’ve you two been up to?” The knowing look and smile that passed between them told me all I wanted to know.

“Oh just sleeping, talking, eating…” Ash answered.

I knew what she meant, but I didn’t take the bait. “Yeah, Cloud really left us some good food, didn’t he?”

Ash just busted out with a case of the giggles at that. “Um, yeah, sure. It was good.” Poor Andy just turned dark red. I guess we know who was doing the eating.

“We’re gonna head up. Good night guys.” Pete said as he put a hand on my lower back and led me towards the stairs.

“Good night,” they answered together.

When the renovation was done on my house, the owners added insulation to the walls of my room, but it still ran cold in the winter and hot in the summer. It was going to be a cold night so I pulled an extra blanket out. With his help, I quickly made up the bed adding the extra blanket.

We stripped back down to our underwear, boxer-briefs for him, panites and tanktop for me. Yawning as he did it, Pete slipped back into bed. “You tired?” I asked him as I moved around the room turning off the lights and just getting ready for bed.

“Yeah, I think I’m still making up for the lack of sleep the past few months.” He said as he pulled the covers up over him. “It’s so hard to sleep on the road. And I’ve had insomnia since I was a teenager. That doesn’t make for a good combination.” He yawned again.

He was on his back propped up against the pillows. I was standing by my dressing table, hairbrush in hand. I had just let my hair down and was getting ready to brush it and braid it for the night. I crossed to the bed and sat down, cross legged, facing him.

Pete reached up and ran his hand through my hair. “Your hair is so beautiful. I love the color. Did you and Cloud get it from your mom or your dad?”

“Both. They both had red hair. But we got the freckles from Dad and the green eyes from Mom.” I answered him. Cloud and I do look a lot alike.

“You told me once that you were raised by your mom. Where’s your dad? You don’t talk about him.” He was still playing with my hair.

I was a little shocked by his question because I thought I had already told him about my Dad. “I didn’t tell you? He died when I was eight and Brother was five. It was a car accident.”

The look on Pete’s face was nothing but sheer shock and sympathy. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

“It’s okay. Really it is. I didn’t realize I hadn’t said anything.” I felt bad and tried to explain, “We’ve talked so much these past few weeks, I feel like I’ve already told you everything. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about my dad. I promise it wasn’t something I was keeping from you.”

“You don’t have to apologize to me for that! That’s something really personal and private. You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to.” Pete answered as he sat all the way up.

“But, I do want to tell you these things. I’ve been totally open and honest with you since the night we met.” I said “Pete, I’m comfortable with you. I’m comfortable telling you anything. It’s been years since I’ve met someone that I'm this comfortable with. You’re quickly becoming my best friend.”

“I am?” He asked me a bit surprised at my confession. And he looked a little humbled.

“Yes, truly.” I answered with a smile.

“I feel that way about you too. Talking to you, getting to know you, it just feels right. Ya know? Like I was supposed to end up on your front steps. It feels like I'm supposed to know you, that you and I were meant to meet. That we’re supposed to be together. But I wasn’t sure if you felt the same. I know I can tell you anything and I can trust you with it. I’ve only had that with Patrick, and now you.”

“I do feel the same.” I answered. “I’m trusting you with more than just my secrets, I’m trusting you with my heart.”

His response to that was to pull me to him and kiss me with more passion and heat than he had so far. I pulled back from him and shifted positions, I straddled his thighs and settled on his lap, his hands rested on my thighs. His expression shifted from amused to lust when I ran my hands down his chest to his waist and traced his bat skull tattoo with my fingertips.

I looked him dead in the eye when I said, “I’m feeling the urge to rush things.” Then I leaned in and kissed him. I moved from his mouth and started kissing and nibbling on his neck.

I felt his hands grip my hips and pull me down further into his lap. One hand moved up and buried itself in my hair. When my mouth moved from his neck to his ear, his other hand moved up my back under my tank top.

I pulled away from him enough to pull my top off and toss it aside. I am a full busted woman, but I’m also a dancer so I'm fit and toned. I’m curvy, but not large. It was obvious he liked what he saw. Not only could I see it in his eyes, I could feel it against my thigh. He moved his hands up my sides and softly cupped my breasts. His mouth went to my neck as he rubbed his thumbs over both nipples.

I bucked my hips when his talented lips found that spot on my neck. He made an unintelligible growl against my skin as my crotch rubbed against his. He stopped kissing my neck and dropped his head lower. He took one nipple in his mouth and sucked lightly, then bit down just enough to feel it. Then he moved to the other and repeated his actions.

I couldn’t keep still as Pete kept his mouth on my chest. I dug my hips in even more and rubbed myself against his very pronounced excitement. He removed his mouth from my breast and held my hips tight. “You are going to make me cum if you keep that up.” he growled at me.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, kissed me and flipped us over so I was on my back with him between my legs. I was impressed with how fast he managed to do that.

He pulled away from the kiss and looked down at me, “Are you sure about this?” He asked me.

Nodding, I said “Very sure.” as I smiled up at him.

He pushed himself off me, got out of bed, and pulled his boxer-briefs off. Before I could give it much thought, I lifted my hips and pulled my panties off. I’m sure my look of total admiration for his body was seen and understood by him. I thought he was fucking sexy and he knew it.

Pete moved back onto the bed and settled down next to me. He returned to my chest and continued to kiss and lick his way down my body. I snaked my hand down between us and wrapped it around his erection. The sounds that he made at the contact were guttural.

He moved over and on top of me. I opened my legs and let him settle there. His mouth was still moving lower and lower. He licked my navel once, glanced up at me, and then moved even lower on the bed. Pushing my legs further apart and pulling them over his shoulders he put his talented lips and tongue to use on my most private area.

“Oh, shit” was all I could get out. I was already feeling my climax building. It had been a long time since I had had sex. I’m not one for casual sex, and I hadn’t met anyone since Jack that I wanted any kind of relationship with until I met Pete.

I completely lost all control when he slipped two fingers in me and started to move them in and out. My orgasm washed over me and I let out a cry of pleasure. Pete slowed down and let me recover a little before he moved back up my body.

He flashed a cheeky grin at me from between my thighs, then said “That was fast.”

“It’s been awhile for me.” I told him with a small chuckle.

Pete dropped kisses on my stomach and started moving his way back up my body. He traced the tattoo on my side with his tongue. His mouth moved from my side to my breasts, then up to my neck and finally he was kissing me again. His kisses are amazing, and I knew I was falling for them, I was falling for him.

I could feel his need rubbing against my thigh. I was ready for more, ready for him so I reached down, wrapped my hand gently, but firmly around him and placed him at my entrance. Pete raised his head and looked at me, “You ready?” he asked. I nodded and felt him start to slide into me. He was hard and full and he filled me completely. We were a perfect match for each other.

The low moans that left both of us went unheard as we found a slow but steady rhythm and moved to it. I was already sensitive and felt my second orgasm of the night start to build. Pete was moving faster as his own need for climax started to take over.

It didn’t take us long before the pleasure of our orgasms washed over both of us. He was only a stroke or two behind me. Pete collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. He peppered my mouth and neck with open mouth kisses.

“That was…amazing,” he said and then kissed me deeply.

“Yeah it was.” I answered.

He started to pull out but I stopped him by wrapping my legs around him and holding him tight. I didn’t want him to move yet, I was completely content with his weight on me.

“No, not yet. You feel too good.” I begged him.

He just stayed where he was and rested his forehead on my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair as we both came down off our orgasm highs.

Finally when we were both ready he slipped out and off of me. He settled down next to me and pulled me to his chest. His fingers found my hair and started playing with it.

“That was better than I hoped it would be.” He said.

“It was pretty awesome.” I answered laughing. “Have you been thinking about having sex with me?” I teased him.

“Yes, more than I’d like to admit.” He admitted.

“Really? How long have you been thinking about it?” I was curious about that.

He answered with a low throaty chuckle, “Since I watched you dance at our show.” I just laughed at that. He did seem to enjoy my dancing that night.

“How long has it been for you?” Pete asked me a few minutes later.

“Three years.”

“Why so long?!”

“That was the last time I had a boyfriend. Casual sex just isn’t for me. It’s not like I went that long without an orgasm, I know how to get myself off. I just haven’t had sex in three years.”

“Do you think of me as your boyfriend?” He asked, sounding hopeful.

I lifted my head and looked at him, “I think of you as someone that I have a relationship with of some kind. I don’t know if you’re my boyfriend, you haven’t asked. But, this isn’t casual for me.” I told him.

“Then, let's make this official. Please be my girlfriend.” he reached over and moved the hair out of my face. The look he gave me was very loving and tender.

“Ok. I’ll be your girlfriend.”

With that we snuggled down and fell asleep.