Chapter 8: PPG

The next morning, I awoke with pure bliss surrounding my body. I never felt so happy or alive in my whole life. I smiled when I saw Brick lying next to me still bare and had his arm wrapped around my waist as he massaged my sides. I saw his face light up when he saw me blush under his light touch. I didn't want to move, but I had to get dressed. The girls would be up soon and I needed to be up and about before them to avoid suspicion. To avoid suspicion among the girls about me and Brick, I always went to bed with them, then snuck out to him when they were sleeping. That also meant I had to be awake before them to say that I was sleeping in their room the whole time. If they saw I was sleeping with Brick, then things would get interesting from there.

After reluctantly getting up and getting cleaned up, I kissed a still nude Brick on the cheek and the moved to his lips where we made out for another long moment. I smiled when we broke apart and straddled him as I tried to tempt him with my sexy body, only teasing him even more since my outfit showed off my body. I was wearing a white tee that was see through and had a hot pink bra on underneath. I had dark blue jean bootie shorts on with pink ballet flats on my feet. My hair was combed and parted to the side which made me look even more sexy. I laughed when I saw his face blush, which was a first.

"Do you know how beautiful you look this morning." he said with awe in his voice.

I smiled at his comment and kissed him one more time before getting up and heading down the stairs to the kitchen.

I was alone as I entered the living room with my Nutella toast in hand. I placed my plate of breakfast on the low coffee table and flipped the TV on. I scrolled through until I reached Law and Order SVU. I loved watching the show since the victims were so brave. It made me feel stronger even thought he show wasn't real. Maybe halfway throughout the show, I began to cry when the victim faced her rapist in court as she described her attack. I felt the tears stain my cheeks as they continued to flow. I felt so bad for the victim, but felt jealous of the actress. She was faking the scene, she wasn't really raped. It was so easy to say you had been raped but not mean it. It was harder to keep from saying you were actually raped. The actress had never been raped, but I had been attacked a lot.

I looked down at my fiddling hands as I felt a cool arm wrap around my waist. I looked up to see Brick looking down at me and then looking to the TV. After a minute, he shut it off and looked me in the eye.

"How can you watch that show after what you've been through." he asked incredulously.

"The victim is so brave, standing up to her attacker. She had been through hell from him, but yet she speaks out against it. She inspires me to keep myself strong." I said thinking back to the show.

I was knocked out of my thoughts when Brick kissed me hard on the lips. I felt his heart pound with mine as we ran out of oxygen together.