Page 25 of Right Where You Left Me

We’re lost to it, to the pleasure and the storm of sex we’ve found ourselves in and it’s a long time later that we’re tangled together. Our chests moving rapidly against one another, but her arms are wrapped around me, my head is on her shoulder, and I have never felt so at peace. Blissed out.

I never thought that sex could feel like this— Like this carnal thing between two people.

It had always just been… something that happened.

Not quite a chore, but not something I ever sought out.

But this… this was something else. It’s confirmation and it’s enlightenment and it’s everything I had been missing in my life. Until now.

I don’t realize there’s tears streaming down my cheeks until I hear Sage make a wounded sound below me.

“Baby.” She says softly. “Why are you crying? Was it— are you okay?”

“I didn’t know it could be like that.” I manage to choke out as her arms wrap tightly around me.

“Like what? Full of earth shattering orgasms?” She says lightly as her fingers run soothingly through my hair.

How do I tell her it was soul altering? How do I tell her that one night with her has answered questions I didn’t even know I had. That now things finally make sense in a way I can’t put into words.

So instead of trying, I kiss her.

I kiss her with every feeling I have to show her instead, and whisper “yes” against her perfect, soft lips.

She hums against my mouth, pulling me into a sweet hug. “Let’s get washed up before we go to sleep.” She says softly.

I let her guide me out of bed, hands linked as we walk to the bathroom.

The room fogs up as the hot water runs while we kiss and wait for it to warm up for us.

Sage tests the water before gently pulling me into the shower with her.

Her movements are reverent as she runs her soapy hands up and down my body, her fingers featherlight as she traces small hearts through the suds.

I lean in and steal another sweet kiss before I soap up my own hands and wash her perfect body.

Her muscles tensing under my touch as I soak in every curve and toned dip of her skin.

I have her turn around, kissing the center of her spine as I lather my hands with shampoo and scratch at her scalp.

She lets out a soft groan, leaning down a bit so I can reach as I wash her hair.

She smiles at me as I help her rinse the foam out.

She’s so beautiful it almost hurts to look at her.

The caramel tan of her skin, decorated with bursts of color.

The lean sculpted build of her body. I run my hands down her strong back, nestling them at her hips and lean my forehead against her spine.

“Okay back there?” She asks, wrapping my arms around her middle.

I nod against her. “Yeah.” I say softly. “Just enjoying the feel of you.”

She sucks in a breath and spins to face me, grabbing my face and dipping down to kiss me. Her tongue licks into my mouth and I melt into her embrace. This feels so good, so right. I don’t want to stop, I want to kiss her forever.

“C’mon.” She says against my mouth. “Let’s get to bed.”

She wraps me in a big, fluffy towel, rubbing all the moisture from my skin before leading me back to her bed where she tucks me in first before slinking in beside me.

She leans on her side staring down at me and when she smiles, it’s so sweet I can’t help but taste it.

She hums against me, and wraps me up in a tight hug.

And that’s how we fall asleep, tangled up in each other.

Morning light filters in through Sage’s bedroom curtains, but that isn’t what wakes me up. No, it’s the soft snores in my ear that are coming from the gorgeous woman whose body is wrapped around me in a stranglehold. Who ever would have thought that Sage Collins would be a cuddler?

I somehow manage to turn toward her, despite the snakelike grip she has on my torso, and watch as she sleeps.

Her face is so soft like this. I trace my finger across her cheek bone and smile when her nose twitches.

The two gold rings she has in there shimmer with the movement and I trace them next.

Slowly she starts to stir and with a cracked eye she grins at me.

“Morning, baby.” She murmurs and nuzzles into my neck. “Sleep okay?”

“I slept great.” I lift the hand that was stroking her face and run those fingers through her messy, sleep rumpled hair. “Had my own personal furnace all night.”

She blushes and I kiss the endearing pink skin immediately. “Are you hungry?” I ask softly.

“I want to stay in bed with you a little longer.” She says, just as her stomach growls in protest.

“I’ll make you pancakes.” I say and kiss her nose.

“Alright.” She mumbles.

We end up kissing and touching a little longer, and eventually stumble out together into the kitchen.

“Well. Isn’t this a nice sight to see early in the morning?” River says. He’s perched at the kitchen counter with a bowl of cereal. “You two have a good night?”

“Did you?” Sage shoots back. “Didn’t think I’d see you this early.”

His cheeks scorch and he drops his bowl in the sink. “Um, he apparently had somewhere to be this morning.”

“Wait.” Sage says walking toward him. “He kicked you out? After…” She makes a vulgar gesture with her hands that has both River and I staring at her in horror.

“He didn’t kick me out.” River says defensively. “I could just read the energy, ya know. He wanted me to leave.”

“Oh, honey.” I say softly.

He waves me off. “It’s fine. They can’t all be winners right?

” He’s smiling, but I can tell he’s torn up over this.

Sage and I share a look, and I know she sees it too.

I can see the indignant anger, rearing to fight in River’s defense.

But I can also see River doesn’t want to talk about it so I say, “Want some pancakes, Riv?”

“Depends. Are you making them or is Sage? Because I saw the remnants of dinner and I don’t think?—”

“You mother fucker!” She shrieks before tackling him. “Now I don’t even feel bad for you!”

I watch as she tries to wrestle him to the ground and chuckle. Whipping our breakfast up quickly, the three of us sit together on the couch and talk about the PG version of our nights until it’s time for me to go.

“I promised my mom I’d help her out around the house today, since it’s my day off.” I say when Sage walks me to the door. “But, I’ll text you.”

“You better.” She says with a fake pout. “I’ll miss you.”

I don’t even try to hide my smile. “I’ll miss you too.”

She pulls me in for one last searing kiss and as I walk to my car I can still feel her on my skin.

This is never going to get old.