Chapter 11:-
As Taylor let himself back into the apartment, he could hear crying coming from the bedroom. 'Fuck!!' He thought, putting the coffee and croissants down on the kitchen counter. He quickly took his jacket off and sat on the couch to pull his boots off, leaving them both where they fell.
Taylor pushed the bedroom door open and saw Meghan curled on her side in the fetal position, sobbing. He crouched beside the bed, stroked her shoulder, and whispered, "I should have left a note Meggie, I'm sorry. I just went out to get coffee and breakfast for us. You were sleeping so soundly I didn't want to wake you." He moved the hair that had fallen across her face.
"I thought…that perhaps…I was no…good…and you left…" Meghan sniffled, reaching out for a tissue off the bedside table. She wiped her eyes and blew her nose before sitting up, pulling the quilt around her nakedness.
Taylor laughed. Not a hard mean laugh but a soft chuckle. "Meggie…you were great, baby. I'm sorry. Next time, I'll leave a note."
'Next time? I like that…' "I'm not used to this Taylor, I'm very rusty to say the least," she dabbed her eyes again.
Taylor kissed her on the lips, "That's ok Meggie…I've always sucked at relationships. But I heard somewhere that people can change…" He kissed her again. "Now bout breakfast…you want it in bed?"
"Huh huh! That would be great." 'Did he mean breakfast or sex?...cos both would be great right now!' She felt herself blush at her thoughts.
"Ok. I'll be back in a minute. Do you like your croissants warm?" 'Do you like sex in the morning Meggie? I bet you do…'
"Yes please." She wasn't used to this at all. She watched Taylor leave and when he'd closed the door behind him, she crept out of bed to find something to cover up her nakedness. She searched through her nightwear, found a caramel colored chemise, and slipped it on, looking in the mirror. Her hair looked a mess so she ran a brush through it quickly. Meghan realized her breath must have that wonderful morning twang but brushing her teeth meant leaving the bedroom and walking by Taylor. She got back into bed and waited.
Taylor put the coffee's on the tray with the little bag of complimentary milks and sugars and those crappy wooden spoons that stirred nothing. The croissants were in the stay-warm bag. He pulled a couple of plates from a cupboard after opening them all. He even managed to find a couple of real spoons for the coffee.
The first thing he noticed when he went back into the bedroom was that she had covered up. 'That'll have to come off, Meggie,' he thought, putting the tray on the bed. "Help yourself. Don't let the coffee get any colder." Meghan watched wide-eyed as Taylor stripped naked and climbed back into bed beside her.
"What time do you have to be at work, Meggie?" 'Cos you're gonna be real late in today.'
Meghan was sipping the Deli coffee, after adding milk and sugar from the little bag. "I don't have to be in until later, after my lunch appointment with my uncle."
"Meeting your uncle?" 'So we have all morning to play…sweet.'
"Yes," Meghan swallowed the mouthful of warm croissant and smiled. "Would you like to come and meet my uncle?" 'I would like you too cos I don't want to be away from you…there's something about you, Taylor Reese, that is addictive!'
"Do you want me to?"
"Yes," she answered shyly.
"Ok, but I'll have to check in with Matty, make sure the club is ok." He stuffed the last of his second croissant in his mouth and washed it down with the last of his coffee before lying on his side and watching Meghan finish her breakfast.
When she finished, Taylor put the tray on the floor beside the bed and shuffled over to where she sat on her side of the bed, knees under her chin and the duvet huddled around her. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her against his nakedness, his arousal already growing. Meghan turned to face him and closed her eyes as he dipped his head to kiss her.
As Taylor kissed her, his hands explored the soft satin that was almost the same color as her skin. His palm brushed her nipple and it immediately responded, hardening from the friction of satin over sensitive skin.
Taylor's hand slid down her side and came to rest near the hem of the chemise. His pinkie finger smoothed along the edge, "this has to come off Meggie. I want to see you naked. Every inch of you." He tugged the flimsy fabric and Meghan sat up, pulling it over her head and tossing it on the floor.
Normally, she would have felt shy or uncomfortable being naked in front of a man, especially one she didn't know very well but Taylor made her feel…amazing…he obviously loved her body, curves, wobbly bits and all. He made her feel womanly and feminine…two things she hadn't felt in a while.
Taylor gave a low growl of appreciation. He liked his women with a bit of meat on them, liked having something substantial to handle. He rolled her on her back and swiftly positioned himself between her welcoming thighs. As he kissed her, his hand slipped down to her pussy to find she was already wet but the little sighs she gave as he massaged her clit were like music to his ears.
He bought his hand back up and thrust his rigid cock inside her, burying himself completely. Feeling her tense up beneath him, he opened his eyes to look down at her. "Ok, baby?"
"Oh God, yes!" She breathed huskily. "I'm just not…used…oh my God…to this…and oh my God…Taylor!" She gasped as he rolled them over so she sat atop his hips.
"That better Meggie?" You set the pace baby, we'll always go at your pace, baby," he held onto her hips, fingers digging gently into the soft flesh.
Meghan leaned forward. Her hands flat on his pecs. She wasn't that rusty that she didn't remember how much she loved this position – sliding up and down along the length of his thick shaft, she closed her eyes to concentrate on the feelings growing inside her. As the feelings built, she began rocking faster on his cock, grinding her clit against him.
Taylor watched as she bit her bottom lip, her eyes shut tightly, and her head thrown back with her hair brushing his thighs. Her full breasts jutting out, the dark nipples as hard as anything. She looked so beautiful, especially with the rosy flush of orgasm starting to tint her neck and chest a delicate pink shade.
He felt her orgasm sweep her body; her inner muscles were contracting and relaxing rapidly around him, making it difficult for him to hold on. Gripping her hips, he began thrusting upwards into her, sending shockwaves through his body.
As Meghan reached the peak of her climax, Taylor could hear the little 'mmmm' sounds she was making and they were soon drowned out by his grunts as he buried himself within her, shooting his milky white semen into her. "Oh fuck, Meggie!" he growled, pulling her down to him and smothering her with kisses.
"Taylor…that was…amazing…" she panted between kisses.
'Thanks!' "You have a habit of making me come a lot quicker than I want, Meggie. You're so beautiful…" he kissed her again, enjoying the blush deepening in her cheeks.
"We are definitely going to need showers now," she sighed, easing herself off Taylor's body and snuggling up to his side.
"Yup! But you know it's quicker if we shower together," he wrapped his arms round her, stroking her arm.
"Really?"
"Supposedly. In theory. But I have a feeling our shower may take quite some time!" He smiled at her mock shock.
They lay for a while, basking in the glow of their lovemaking, enjoying the comfortable silence that normally happens between people who have known each other for years, before they made their way to the shower.
As they washed each other, it dawned on Taylor that although this was hoping for, he'd come unprepared and it hadn't used any protection. A wave of anger washed over his body. Meghan noticed instantly, his brow wrinkled and the veins in his forehead throbbed.
"Taylor, what's wrong?"
"Meggie…I'm sorry, baby. Last night and this morning, I didn't use anything. Any protection, I mean."
"Oh God, Taylor," she felt embarrassed and silly all of a sudden. "Well, if it helps to know, I take birth control pills for my periods but they are also effective at…at..at…" she blinked, unable to say 'preventing pregnancy'. Meghan was very surprised that a man like Taylor didn't carry condoms around with him at all times. Maybe he wasn't such a player after all.
Taylor smirked, "it would be a bit sudden in our relationship if you got pregnant this early on, wouldn't it?" 'Fuck! I said relationship and early in the same sentence and I meant it!'
Taylor was becoming more and more surprising to her the more she knew about him. She wondered as they finished their shower and got dried, what other secrets she was going to find out about him.