Let Me Love You

Uncharted Territory

WREN

*MEOW*

“Uuuughhhh” I moan.

“Go away Larry.”

*MEOW*

“Ughh, fine, but don’t you dare say that I’ve never done anything for you.”

My head is pounding. Why the hell did I agree to playing that dumb drinking game last night.

I try to roll out of bed, only to find that I am stuck in place. “What the hell?” I think to myself. I slowly peel my eyes open to see a large tattooed arm laying across my waist.

My eyes go wide. Oh my god. We had s*x last night…

OH MY GOD. I love my virginity last night. And he’s still here. Sleeping in my bed. What do I do?!

I slowly try to wiggle out from under his grasp without waking him up. Apparently I’m not as sneaky as I think because Nash begins to stir behind me, letting out a low grown. His grip tightens around my stomach pulling me in closer to him. I can feel his large morning wood pressed on my backside, and it become all too apparent that we are both still naked.

His large hand begins to make its way down towards my sore heat. Oh no big guy, this isn’t happening again.

Knowing that he is most definitely awake now. I pull myself out of his arms more assertively. I bring the blanket with me, pulling it around my nude body, begging for some semblance of dignity.

He stretches sleepily on his back, and I can’t keep my eyes off of his now exposed erection. Holy s**t, how did that even fit inside of me?

“Come back to bed Wren” Nash pats the spot I had just been in with a soft thud.

“I promise I won’t bite, unless you want me to.” He winks.

“I’m, I have to feed Larry.”

I turn, heading toward my closet, looking for something quick to slide on. I opt for an old t shirt that is long enough to fall at mid thigh. Of course all of my pants and underwear are in my dresser next to the bed.

I walk out, throwing the blanket at the still naked Nash and walk over to fill Larry’s bowl. When I reach up, I feel a draft on my ass cheeks, and now my decisions to not grab underwear is filled with regret.

“Damn Blondie, a man could get use to that view every morning.”

I can feel my cheeks flush at the comment as I make my way to the dresser, grabbing a pair of pajama shorts and sliding them on.

Nash uses my distracted state to his advantage as he pulls me down to the bed, wrapping me up in his arms.

“You okay Wren?” He looks at me with worried eyes.

“Yeah, I think so. I’m just not use to having a man in my apartment, or naked in my bed for that matter.”

Nash let’s of a low chuckle that reverberates through his hard chest.

“Are you sure that’s all? You can talk to me about it Wren. I’ve seen more of you than anyone else ever has. Your secrets are safe with me.” He says as he begins to stroke my hair gently.

“Mmmm” I let out a low hum, I’ve always loved having my hair played with, so this is heaven.

“What time is it?” Nash asks.

“I think it’s a little after seven. That’s normally when Larry likes to act like he’s dying of starvation.”

Nash looks at me for a beat.

“Okay, how about this, let’s close our eyes for a few more hours, because I’m not sure about you, but I still feel a little buzzed. And then I’ll take you out for some brunch?” Nash tips my chin up as he asks the question, making me look into his eyes.

I mull it over for a few seconds, I do like brunch, and I still don’t have any groceries.

“Okay.” I tell him.

Nash leans in and plants a small quick kiss on my lips.

“That’s my good girl, now close your eyes.”

I comply, slowly drifting back into a deep sleep as Nash continues to play with my golden locks.

NASH

I can feel Wren begin to stir next to me. Not ready to get out of bed I pull her towards me , her warm skin feels so good pressed up against me.

I can’t even remember the last time I slept this well. The smell of s*x and vanilla flood the room, and this morning wood of mine begins to become painfully hard. It’s begging to be inside of her again.

Normally I’m a one and done kind of guy, but there is something about Wren that seems to pull me to her. I start to guide hand down towards her stomach, hoping she will give me the green light for round two.

Unfortunately I am not so lucky as she basically launches herself out of the bed, taking the blanket with her. I’m left naked as the day I was born, spread out for her to see. I workout pretty regularly, so I’m not exactly shy when it comes to my body.

I slowly stretch out over the bed, making sure to let her get a glimpse of the good.

“Come back to bed Wren.” I pat her still warm spot of the bed.

I want nothing more right now than for her to be wrapped up in my arms.

“I promise I won’t bite, unless you want me too.” I wink at her, images of her taught n*****s between my teeth flash in my mind. God, what it happening to me.

“I’m, I have to feed Larry” Wrens face flushes and she turns towards a door, opening it I can tell it’s a closet. She steps inside closing the door behind her. A minute later she resurfaces, clad with a large t-shirt that hits right under her ass. It has to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. The only thing that could make it better would be if it were my own.

I watch as she walks over to the cat food bag, as she raises her arms I can see her round ass hanging out of the bottom. She’s making it incredibly hard for me not to bend her over the counter top right now.

“Damn blondie, a man could get use to that view every morning.”

I had to say it, I couldn’t help myself. It’s a million dollar view for sure. Her cheeks flush again as she fills Larry the cats bowl. She set the bag down and walks over to her dresser, pulling out a pair of shorts putting them on.

When she’s not looking I pull her down to the bed. I can see some hesitation in her eyes. I can tell she’s a little overwhelmed with everything that happened last night.

“You okay Wren?” I ask her.

I want to make sure she’s okay. I want her to know that she can trust me. I’m not sure why I feel this way, but for some reason it’s really important to me.

“Yeah, I think so. I’m just not use to having a man in my apartment, or naked in my bed for that matter.”

I laugh, I’m not one hundred percent convinced that she’s telling me the truth.

“Are you sure that’s all? You can talk to me about it Wren. I’ve seen more of you than anyone else ever has. Your secrets are safe with me.”

I begin to play with her wild blonde locks. Combing my hands through it, and wrapping the ends around my fingers.

All she does is let out a low hum. Her chest vibrating against my own. Right here, in this moment, I feel complete. Like I could die tomorrow a happy man. The way her small curvy frame fits so perfectly in mine. It feels as though she was made for me. It’s a weird feeling, and it makes a pit of nerves form in my stomach.

“What time is it?” I ask. Not that it matters. I have nothing going on today, and I don’t plan on leaving any time soon.

“I think it’s a little after seven. That’s normally when Larry likes to act like he’s dying of starvation.” Wren explains to me.

Good, is all I think so myself. I lay there for a minute before I come up with a plan to occupy more of her time. I look down at her, tuck a finger under her chin and direct her face so she’s looking me in the eyes.

“Okay, how about this, let’s close our eyes for a few more hours, because I’m not sure about you, but I still feel a little buzzed. And then I’ll take you out for some brunch?”

I wait for what feels like an eternity for her to answer, staring at her intently.

“Okay” she says.

I silently cheer to myself. What is this woman doing to me? I’ve never had a one night stand that I didn’t get rid of almost immediately. But this feels so completely different than a one night stand.

I place a chaste kiss to her beautiful lips.

“That’s my good girl, now close your eyes.”

Wren leans into me relaxing in my arms as I slowly begin to play with her hair once again, and we both relax into a deep sleep.

…………………………………………………

NASH

I wake up a few hours later with Wren still fast asleep in my arms. I take a moment to appreciate the peaceful look on her face as she draws in deep even breaths. After about ten minutes I can’t help myself. I lean down and place a small kiss on her forehead.

Soon after Wren begins to stir, her large blue eyes blink open, and she sends me a sleepy smile.

“Good morning beautiful. How are you feeling?” I ask as I tuck a wild strand of hair behind her ear.

“Better. Thank you. I’m sorry for being weird earlier. This isn’t something that I do very often, or ever actually.” She says, bringing color to her full cheeks.

“I figured as much. There’s no reason you need to apologize to me. I just want to make sure you feel comfortable Wren. This is about you.” I say in almost a whisper.

I lean down and capture her lips in mine. It’s a sensual lingering kiss, filled with so much passion. I’m not exactly sure where it’s coming from, but I’m not going to deny that I’m happy it’s happening.

I flip Wren so she is laying underneath me. I go in for another kiss, this one shorter, but not lacking the same amount of passion as the previous. Pulling an inch away from her lips, I let a wide toothy grin spread over my face.

“Hi.” I say to her.

“Hi. Wren answers me back at a decibel that a bat would have a hard time hearing.

“We better get up and showered before I don’t let you leave this bed for the rest of the day. I believe I promised you brunch.” With another kiss I get out of bed.

I’m still very much naked, and the knowledge that Wren is still very much clothed does not sit right with me.

I pull Wren out of bed and drag her along with me into the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” Wren asks with wide eyes.

“We’re going to take a shower.”

“Together?!” Wren questions.

“Obviously.” I explain to her, it’s cute how naive she really is.

“Cmon, I’ve already seen, and tasted the goods. Don’t be so shy Blondie. Please.” I pout my lip giving her my best sad puppy expression.

Wren pauses for a beat, the expression on her face looks as though she genuinely contemplating my proposal. I stand there and wait patiently for her answer.

“Fine. But just a shower. No extra funny business. Okay Nash?” She says crossing her arms over her chest.

“Scouts honor, baby girl.” I say holding up my first three fingers.

I turn to the shower and begin adjust the temperature while I hear Wren stripping behind me. I step under the warm stream and let out a low moan as the water cascades over my sore muscles. I look to my left and Wren is still standing outside of the curtain, naked with her arms crossed over her chest.

I let out a laugh at the sight. “Get your ass in here, the waters nice and warm.”

I gently grab her forearm and guide her into the shower, placing her body under the warm water. Her blonde hair turns light brown as it becomes wet.

I look over her voluptuous curves, memorizing every inch of her wet naked body. I can feel my d**k start to stiffen again as I take her in. I lean down and place three kisses down her neck and her head drops to one side, giving me access. I work my way back up her neck, landing one last kiss on her ear lobe before taking it in my mouth, nibbling on it between my teeth.

“NAA-AASH” Wren moans lowly.

“What happened to scouts honor?”

“I’ve never been a Boy Scout.” I whisper in her ear as I jet out my tongue to lick the rim.

“I’m still pretty sore from last night…” Wren says breathily.

“Okay, I’ll stop.” I kiss the side of her head and turn around, reaching for the shampoo. I squeeze it into my hand and am shocked by its neon purple color.

“Uh Wren.” I say

“Yeah?” Wren asks looking at me from over her shoulder.

“Why does your shampoo look like this?” I ask holding out my hand for her to see.

She starts to giggle, scrunching her nose the way that I find incredibly sexy and adorable all at the same time.

“It’s purple shampoo-“ she starts

“Yeah, no s**t. Why though?” I ask, still confused.

“It cancels out the yellow tones in my hair. A lot of people with blonde hair use it to keep it toned.” She says laughing

I have no idea what any of that means so I just nod in agreement and begin to message it into her hair.

“Why are you doing that?” She asks me in a confused tone.

“Because I want to.” I say pulling her into me so that her body is flush with mine. “Now keep your eyes closed or you’ll tone your eyes too.” I say with a slight chuckle.

After I rinse out the shampoo, I grab the conditioner, and Wren is quick to inform me that can I only use it on her mids and ends. I didn’t realize washing ones hair could be so technical. But who am I to know with the bottle of head and shoulders three in one I have back home.

After I add the conditioner, I turn and grab her body wash. I look at the label, vanilla. I groan as the wafts out of the bottle when I deposit it on a wash cloth. I lather it and glide my hands over Wrens body. I wash her arms, legs, back, neck, and make sure to be extra thorough around her breast and ass. Wren just giggles and lightly smacks my chest.

Once she is all clean, I reach for the bottle of body wash. Wren turns to me, and gives me a confused look.

“What?” I say to her.

“Don’t I get to return the favor?” She asks, looking at me with those large eyes, her bottom lip places between her lower teeth.

I hand her the bottle. “By all means blondie, help yourself.” I give her a flirty wink. Wren lathers the soap all over my body, and the vanilla scent envelopes me. I’m definitely going to have to buy this when I go to the store next.

She scrubs over my back, and down towards my butt, pulling her hand away and giving me a playful swat. I grab her Wrist and lower my face towards hers.

“Don’t starts something you don’t want me to finish baby girl.” I say, a low rumble shaking through my chest. She gives me a shy smile and adverts her eyes away from mine and begins washing my shoulders.

“Atta girl” I say placing a kiss on the top of her head.

It’s funny, there is no physical s*x occurring during this shower, but it is probably the most intimate thing I have ever done in my life. Just the feeling of being close to her, and taking care of each other is doing something to my black pit of a heart.

We finish up in the shower, and I towel dry Wren and myself off before we leave the bathroom. I slip into the clothes that I had on yesterday. They reek of tequila, and I know that we’re going to have to make a pit stop to my house before we go anywhere.

Wren walks out of her closet wearing a light blue sundress, and tan sandals. Her hair is still slightly damp, and it falls down in ringlets around her face. She’s wearing minimal makeup and her skin looks as though it is glowing. I stand there stunned, staring at this beautiful creature before me.

Wren gives me a weird look.

“What?”

“Nothing” my voice cracks. I quickly clear my throat. “Nothing at all.”

She grabs her purse by the door and we make our way out of her apartment building. Wren grabs a set of keys from her purse and I look at her questioningly.

“You’re not driving.” I say to her, pulling the keys from her hands.

“What do you mean?” She asks confused.

“Cmon, we’ll go pick up my bike. I need to run home and change before we go out.” I put Wrens hand in mine and begin to walk in the direction of the bar.

“Uhh… umm… okay.” Wren stutters, with uncertainty in her voice.

“You can trust me Wren, I wouldn’t let anything happen to you.”

“Scouts honor?” Wren asks

“No, this ones on my own honor.” I smile to her.

We walk 15 minutes to my bike and she eyes it suspiciously.

“You only have one helmet.” She crinkles her nose.

“And that’s where you’re wrong my dear. Look on they other side of the bike. I have and extra clipped to the side.” I gesture to the spare helmet I always keep on hand.

Wren nods and I help fit the helmet snug to her head. Placing her behind me on the bike.

“Hold onto my middle tightly, and keep your feet here.” I point to a spot on the bike. “And if you get nervous at all or feel like I’m going too fast, just squeeze me twice and I’ll slow down, okay?”

“Okay” Wren reply’s with a nervous smile.

We take off and head towards my house, it’s about fifteen minutes outside of the downtown area. The feeling of Wrens arms wrapped around me feels better than any other girl I’ve had on my bike before. We turn into suburbia and make our way towards the end of the block where my house sits. I pull into the driveway and cut the engine, helping Wren off the bike and out of her helmet before taking off my own.

Wren looks around confused.

“You live here?” She asks incredulously.

“Yes? Why?” I c**k and eyebrow in her direction.

“With your wife and 2.5 children?” She laughs.

I give her a serious look. “Look, I was going to tell you later, but my wife and I have been looking for someone to add to our family to help us spice up our marriage.” I have to stop myself at bursting into a full belly laugh at the look on her face.

“Wait, what?!” Wren asks as her face goes pale.

“Wren, I’m f*****g with you. I got a good deal on this house because I was the architect for this whole neighborhood. Trust me, it wouldn’t have been my first choice, but I couldn’t pass it up.” I laugh

Wren smacks me in the arm, and giggles.

“You’re such an ass. The people out in the burbs can be into some freaky shit.”

“You’re telling me, I basically get eye f****d the entire time I run by all these stay at home moms. I swear they call each other, especially when I shirtless.”

I grab Wren by the hand and lead her towards the front door. “Come with me, I’ll only be a minute.”

I open the front door and watch as she walks in, hoping that this won’t be the last time I have her here. f**k. What is happening to me…