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BEWARE! This chapter contains explicit sex scenes!

It was sunny when I blinked and opened my eyes. It took me a moment to become aware of where I was. The ceiling above me was different from that I was used to see when I woke up in my bed, in my room. My furniture was different from those too, and my window was placed on the wall in front of me, instead of behind.

Oh, but I wasn't in my room.

I turned to my left side and saw Joey, shirtless, in black boxers, and fully asleep. He was nested in a small space between me and the wall.

Not wanting to wake him up, I tiptoed to my temporary bathroom, – which was inside my temporary room – brushed my teeth and took a shower. I looked around and hissed when I noticed I'd forgotten to bring clean clothes with me to the bathroom, so I wrapped the towel around me and opened the door. When I came back, Joey was yet on my bed and already awake.

He smiled when he saw me. "Good morning, miss."

"Good morning, sir."

He stretched his arms to me and I kneeled beside him on the bed, grabbing the towel so it wouldn't slip off. Joey hugged me and hid his face on my waist. He kissed my skin a million times, making me giggle. It tickled.

"You smell good." He said, and looked up at me "Will every morning be like this? Like, I wake up and the first thing I see is you wrapped in a towel, hair wet?"

"Maybe-"

Joey was about to kiss me, but he hesitated for a moment. "Hold on a second."

He went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth. Then he came back, and lied with me on the bed.

"This bed is too small for two." I pointed out.

"It was enough for us last night." He touched my lips with his, teasing me. "Wasn't it?"

Joey kissed me softly, as if tasting a rare candy. He held me and lied above me; his hair tickled my face when he kissed me again and worked his way down to my neck.

"What do you want, you naughty boy?" I giggled.

His lips touched my ears and my skin bristled when I felt his warm breath "Isn't it easy to guess?"

He chuckled and licked my earlobe. My skin bristled again.

"Jeez, it's 7 am, Joey!" I tried to make my laugh low.

"Hmmm"

He went down a little more and kissed my collar bone, as his expert hands unfurled the towel. I was naked before I could barely breathe.

"Joey… we're-" I sighed; Joey was kissing my neck again and his hands were wandering along my whole body. "We're going to- Oh!" I sighed again; he'd just touched the most sensible part of my body.

"We're going to what?" he whispered as he kept touching me there.

"We're going to wake up the whole house." I breathed.

"No, we're not." He kissed me full in the mouth.

I surrendered to Joey's attempts to make love by the early morning and gave up trying to convince him of the opposite. Seriously, have I even tried?

Joey grabbed my hips and we switched positions.I was above him now, sitting on his lap. I could feel his lust under the fine boxer's fabric. I leaned over him to kiss him.

"You're so hard, Joseph…" I murmured against his lips. He let out a lewd smile and grabbed the back of my neck tight, forcing me to kiss him. He opened his mouth as if he was about to devour mine; his tongue explored my mouth in a naughty manner.

To feel Joey so hard made me want to tease him. I began to slink on his lap. Joey rolled his eyes with pleasure and grabbed my hips even tighter.

"Oh, Bella. Don't. tease. me."

He tried to take off his boxers, but I stopped him. "Not yet, baby."

He grinned. "What goes around, comes around."

"Are you that vengeful?"

"You have no idea."

I kept slinking on his lap, back and forward, feeling him get even harder if that was possible. Joey's hands were squeezing me so much that my skin had red and purple bruises here and there.

Joey growled "Enough, girl!"

He tightened one arm around my waist as his free hand released him from his last piece of clothes. We switched positions again.

"Now," he helped my arms over my head so I had no control "You're mine."

"What if I don't let you in?" I teased him again.

"Oh, you will let me in."

Joey began my torture by kissing my collar bone, my breast, my belly, my hips. When he reached my groin, I realized what he was about to do. Something we've never tried before.

I moaned, trying to catch my breath. My back arched and my eyes rolled when I felt his tongue, so warm and so wet, touching the most intimate part of my body. I twisted my toes, and my fingers grabbed Joey's hair. Where had the oxygen go? I couldn't breathe.

He remained licking me for a while. The feeling was so good that it was actually torturing, and soon I was begging him to enter me. He chuckled and clasped our hands above my head again.

"Now, mam?"

"Yes, please!" I breathed.

Joey lied down and slowly entered me, although not fully. He kissed me, his tongue once more giving me a naughty message.

I wanted to feel his hardness inside me. I wanted it to fill me.

"C'mon!"

He grinned. "Is it good to be teased?"

I tried to move my arms, but he tightened his grasp. I moaned. I was stuck. All I could do was to wrap my legs around this waist, and so I did. He had great control of himself though, and laughed at my foolish attempts.

"Who wasn't going to let me in?" he asked in a husky voice.

I bit my lower lip.

"Tell me." He demanded.

"I did."

"And now, what do you want me to do?" an evil grin played on his lips.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out of it.

"Tell me all the words." He murmured as he went out of me.

"I want you to enter me." I whispered. "Now."

And so he entered me completely. My back arched again with pleasure. He began to lunge, his body chafing against mine. He wasn't gentle as he thrust me; neither had I wanted him to be. He was fierce. We were burning. Fire everywhere.

"Is this the best you can do?" I'd never stop teasing him.

He didn't say a word, but he did growl and grasped my hair, pulling my head so he could bite and lick my neck. The bed dangerously groaned as he thrust me more fiercely.

Joey smiled when I moaned and pierced his back with my nails; he knew what that meant. He was kissing me when he came; he groaned and slipped his lips to my ear, trying to catch his breath.

I could feel his warm secretion leaving my body in clammy drops. Gasping, we looked at each other and smiled.

"I told you a twin bed was enough." He laughed.