Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 157

Three days later, a quiet knock on my door woke me. The sun had barely risen, and it was early. "I'm awake," I said in a sleepy voice. A smiling Drew pushed open the door. When I stretched my hand to him, he came right over and slid onto the bed. I fit into his arms like I'd been made just for him. I melted into him, and the tension keeping him rigid, relaxed. Drew ran his fingers through my hair, being careful not to pull.

With a groan, I pulled back from the kiss. "You taste like peppermint and coffee, and I haven't even brushed my teeth. I probably have horrible morning breath," I complained.

Drew chuckled. "You taste like you, beautiful. He said, then rolled me over, being careful to keep his weight off of me, which I was grateful for because I was still very sore. My fingers dug into his shoulders, then slid through his hair as he kissed me again.

I shivered under the sheets and wiggled, then wrapped my leg around his waist, and Drew chuckled against my mouth. "As tempting as that is beautiful, I have other plans for us."

"What did you have in mind?"

"Run away with me for the day? Just you and me,"

I gently ran my hand down his cheek, and then I froze "Oh shit."

"Shh..." Drew caught my hand and kissed it.

"Drew, we..."

"Shh...no worries, beautiful. You being home and safe is the best birthday gift ever.

"I'm a horrible girlfriend." I groaned.

bit the tip of my finger. It wasn't hard enough to

bad about yourself, beautiful."

shivered, then wrapped my arms around his neck. "I love

birthdays," Drew reminded me. "Besides, this birthday has been

breasts had tried to escape my tank top. Before I could adjust my shirt, he

perfect, beautiful," He murmured as he gave my clit one last stroke, then pulled his fingers out of my panties and licked them clean. "Go shower

too," He said, turning

in the doorway to the bathroom and pulling off my tank top. The

He watched me finish stripping and get into the shower before he pulled out his phone. "No taking pictures," I scolded when

know I'm

his answer, I tilted my head back into the water and felt the tension that had weighed on me over the past few days

I asked as I rinsed the conditioner from

I'm a little grumpy," Drew admitted. But since it's my birthday,

an oversized fluffy towel from the towel warmer. I

pent-up emotion from the past few weeks. He lifted his head and smiled down at me. "Get dressed, beautiful," he whispered before kissing one cheek

braid your hair,

braided?" I countered,

you wear it, but yes, I would love

wrapping his hand around his fist while he thrust into me made me want

would be good," He said, giving me one

took my time drying off, then began to blow dry my hair, still completely nude. Drew tried to ignore