This is a continuation of my first story. It is easier to understand if you read that one first.

I push off of Jayson and scramble towards my clothes. I throw his boxers at him and I put on my shorts and tank top as I run towards the closet. Just as the door to the room opens I slide into a small closet filled with toiletries. I hear Dakota start to talk to Jayson as I climb up to a top shelf in the closet (I’m pretty nimble ha).

“Wow dude.. I can tell you got some last night.”

Jayson just smiles and mumbles a “mhm”. I hear Dakota laugh and tell him that he’s gonna take Stacy to work on his way to his work. I hear a tone of excitement in Jayson’s voice as he tells him hes just gonna hang out here today.

Dakota nods, “alright. See ya later man.” He walks out the door.

I remain frozen in the closet until I hear his engine start and the car pull out of the driveway. As I start climbing down from the shelf, the closet door opens and I see Jayson’s tan, toned body standing in just boxers. I smile at him as I make one last hop and my feet land on the floor. He makes a half smile and opens the door wider and lets me out. He leans up against the back of the couch and begins..

“So. About last night…” There it was. I thought it was gonna happen but I hoped not.. I was drunk Kelly. I didn’t mean for last night to happen. We can’t do this. I swallowed low in my throat and braced myself for what I thought he would describe as a mistake. But he took me by surprise.

“I want you more than I want anything else. You are so damn perfect for me and I can’t just let what happened last night get out of my mind” I glanced up and him and slowly my mouth formed a smile.

“Dammit Jayson..” I muttered as he pulled my chin up to look at him, “why do you have to be so damn charming?”

He smiled and pulled me into him as he planted a kiss on my forehead. I smiled up at him and pressed my lips against his as his hands rested on the small of my back. I felt his tongue prodding at my lips and I eagerly granted it entry. I sat on the back of the couch and pulled him closer to me by the waistband on his boxers. I placed one hand on the back of his head and I pulled him closer to me as my tongue danced around with his.