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.

wasn't hard enough to break any skin, but I could definitely feel

bad

my arms around his neck. "I love you, Drew,

"Besides, this

gaze was focused on my chest, and I realized one of my breasts had tried to escape my tank top. Before I could adjust my shirt, he leaned down and sucked the nipple into his mouth, and I gasped. He had

pulled his fingers out of my panties and licked them clean. "Go shower and let me know if you need anything." "What should I wear?" I

and a comfy T-shirt. Grab a jacket and your boots, too," He said, turning me and slapping my ass

stopping in the doorway to the bathroom and

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

the guys know I'm taking you away for a

felt the tension

I asked as I rinsed the conditioner from my

I'm a little grumpy," Drew admitted. But

an oversized fluffy towel from the towel warmer. I stepped into it, and he tugged me

past few weeks. He lifted his head and smiled down at me. "Get dressed,

to braid your

hair braided?" I countered,

wear it, but yes, I would love to see

asked. The image of him wrapping his hand around his fist while he thrust into me made me want

would be good," He said, giving me one last kiss

then began to blow dry my hair, still completely nude. Drew tried to ignore me