Chapter 14

"Shit," Paul groaned when his alarm got off at 6.30 am. He silenced it quickly so it wouldn't wake Bella up.

He didn't want to get out of the bed. He wanted to stay wrapped around Bella, nuzzle her neck and go back to sleep. It was an incredible feeling to wake up with Bella in his arms. To see her sleeping peacefully in his bed. His heart was swelling, rivaling his dick.

But he had to get up, make some breakfast, and shower before leaving for work. Bella would have her first day at the bookshop today, so calling in sick would be useless. And he couldn't be late either because of a site meeting the boss had asked them all to attend today, no question asked. Of all fucking days, it had to be today. 9 am sharp. Jared was driving them to work today, and he would be picking him up at 7.30.

He wanted to make a good breakfast for Bella. He had it all planned and some already waiting in the fridge, so it wouldn't take much time. He just had to get out of bed right about now. But damn that it was hard; he had never wanted to stay in bed so bad. Fuck, he had to make sure to see her again soon.

Paul carefully brushed a string of hair from her cheek and over her shoulder. Bella shifted a little and moaned in her sleep. Damn, she was so fucking beautiful. She was lying on her side. She had tucked her left arm under the pillow and right hand under her chin, so her arm was covering her perfect breasts. Her hair was splayed all over her pillow and the mattress. Her pink lips were parted as she breathed softly. He wanted so badly to kiss her. But he didn't want to wake her up and start something he didn't have time to finish.

Her lower body was covered by the sheet from her hip down. Paul could see the dolphin's snout with the tan line, and his hands itched to touch the pattern, uncovering it from beneath the sheet. But he didn't; instead, he marveled at the curve from her hip to her narrow waist, and his eyes continued to her chest and neck, where he saw many of his love bits. He smirked. He did her good. She had pretty much passed out after their second round and slept soundly throughout the night; she had barely moved at all during the night.

Paul had never had sex that was as fulfilling as last night. He had expected as much, but the reality had been so much more than his fantasies. This woman was a beast in bed and so responsive to him. It was hard to believe that she had had only one proper sexual relationship before him. But she was a natural. The way she had taken him by surprise, taking the lead, made him shiver with want. Her riding his cock was the sight he would never forget. And top of all that, she was fucking gorgeous and so much fun.

It was like all the pent-up emotions had rushed out of him with every kiss and thrust the night before. It had been so much more than just fucking; it had been a soul-deep experience he knew he would never share with anybody else; he wouldn't want to share it with anybody else. He had found his perfect match; he knew it.

The deep-seated satisfaction was something he had never felt before. Fuck, he felt happy. Also, a very new feeling for him. And he couldn't get enough of her. He was aching to wake her up now and have her again, but he didn't. She needed the rest, and she must be pretty sore after last night; he hadn't been very gentle, but then it hadn't been anything she wasn't ready to take. Shit, she had been there with him all the way. But most of all, he didn't want her to think that sex was all he wanted. He wanted so so much more.

Groaning silently, he got up, stretched his joints and muscles, and grinned. Fuck he felt good. He quickly visited the bathroom and then went to the kitchen to make himself and Bella some breakfast.

He had made some overnight oats for Bella with dried fruit, spices, and oat milk. He pulled out the pancake mix he had made, added a ripe banana, and started cooking the pancakes. He quickly fried himself some eggs and buttered a few toasts. He had mastered the skill of eating and making food simultaneously.

He put the cooked pancakes in the oven with low heat to keep them warm. He brewed some coffee. He had thought about making a coffee smoothie for Bella, but he didn't want to wake her up with the blender's noise. It was a noisy fucker. He sliced apples and watermelon and put them in the fridge with the oats and some berries he had bought the other day. Then he squeezed her some orange juice. He placed the rest of the pecan pie muffins on the counter and smiled.

And then to the shower. Bella was still fast asleep when he entered the bedroom. Paul used all his willpower to walk past the bed to the bathroom. Just then, Bella sifted, revealing her breasts. He closed his eyes and went quickly to the bathroom, closing the damn door behind him. He leaned against the door, breathing heavily.

His cock was up and pulsing. He took off his sweats and turned on the shower. He palmed his dick while he waited for the water to get warm. He moaned. Jesus Christ, the sight of her in the bed made him tremble with want.

He stepped into the shower and continued fisting his dick.

"Can I help you with that?"

Paul's heart leaped up to his throat, and he turned around. It should be a bit embarrassing to be found panting, dick in hand, but the sight of her made all rational thinking - or any thinking that matter - vanish into thin air. Bella was standing there naked, her hair in a perfect after-sex mess, with an amused smile.

"C'mere," Paul rasped.

Bella stepped into the shower, and she kissed him. Paul groaned into her mouth and wrapped his arms around her. She felt just perfect there between his arms. He slid his hands from her shoulders to her narrow waist and swell of her hips. Her skin was smooth under the water. Then he brought his hands up and cupped his hands around her face, and tilted her head to get good access to her hot mouth. He could stay like this whole day, kissing her under the hot water. Their high difference wasn't very much. The top of her head came up to his Adam's apple. His pulsing cock was rubbing against her abdomen. Jesus fuck, he wanted her.

Bella was kneading his ass cheeks, "I love your ass," she giggled.

"Are you sore?"

"Nothing I can't handle," Bella breathed into his mouth and grabbed his dick.

"Fuuuck!" He saw stars.

"Yes, please," Bella said and bit Paul's jaw.

"Your wish is my command," Paul grunted and lifted Bella, pinning her against the tile wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist and started to kiss Paul's neck. Paul could feel her hot pussy against his dick, and he felt dizzy. He pushed in one finger to make sure she was ready for him.

"So wet already." He curled his finger inside her, feeling her heat, and he was close to losing his mind.

"For you."

"I'm sorry, I hate to rush things, but I don't have much time," he managed to say.

"I don't mind," she whispered.

He entered her and started with slow strokes. She felt fucking amazing. Taking him all in. He couldn't believe how good it felt. Bella gripped his shoulders and bit his jaw again.

"Are you trying to kill me, woman?"

"Fuck me," she whispered and sucked his hook on his ear. It sent shivers through his whole body.

"Ah... You wicked woman. I'll fuck you. Hold on tight."

He grabbed her ass cheeks tightly and drove into her with all the passion he felt for her. Bella clung to his shoulders tightly, arching her back to meet his thrusts.

"You feel so good," he panted.

Bella dug her feet tighter into his back. Paul plunged deeper. Wet skin was slapping against each other; it was so fucking hot.

"Oh yes, Paul, just like that," Bella moaned.

He dropped his head on the crook of Bella's neck and panted, breathing heavily and sucking her pulsing point. Bella pressed her neck against his mouth and tugged her other hand into his hair, pulling it roughly and attacking his mouth with the hungry kisses. He fucked her mouth with his tongue. And it was pure heaven. He didn't want this to end, but it must, and it seemed neither of them needed much this morning. He felt Bella's walls starting to pulse, and her pussy gripped his dick so tight she milked his orgasm soon after and roared as he came with her.

Paul rode down their orgasms and then helped Bella back on her feet. He could definitely get used to mornings like this.

"Fuck, that was awesome."

"I can't feel my legs," she giggled.

Paul's legs were shaky too. He kissed Bella with a long hard kiss and then grabbed the soap and started to wash quickly.

"I would love to stay in the shower with you, but I must be out in five. Jared is picking me up. I've made you some breakfast. It's in a fridge, and pancakes are in the oven. Just switch it off when you take them out.

"Oh my God, Paul, you are spoiling me rotten," Bella said.

"Call me when you get off work tonight. I want to hear about your first day at the bookshop," Paul said, kissed her, and left the shower. Shit, he actually left the shower leaving Bella naked in there to wash herself.

Fuck that.

But it was a bit easier to leave after hot shower sex; even every neuron in his body was screaming for him to stay. He dried himself and left the bathroom to get dressed. He quickly went to the kitchen to get Bella's clothes from the night before, and he placed them on the bed; he took her panties and jeans from the ground and turned the jeans right side out. Something fell on the floor. Paul picked it up; it was a small piece of sea glass, teal-colored, smooth, and the shape of a drop. Was this what she had found on the beach when he saw her for the first time? The jeans were the same. It must be it. He slid the piece of glass into his jeans pocket and left.

He could hear Jared honking at the front of his house.

Bella washed and shut down the water. She squeezed her hair to get most of the water off it and stepped out of the shower. She wrapped one towel into her hair and dried herself with another. She dressed up quickly; Paul had laid all her clothes on the bed, even the ones left in the kitchen last night.

She smiled. This guy was so sweet. She took damp towels to the bathroom, left them to dry, and went to the kitchen. She wasn't in a hurry, so she poured herself some coffee. There was a note from Paul.

I had the most amazing night with you. Hope to see you soon again. Call me tonight and tell me how it was in the bookshop – Paul

"What a sweetheart," she sighed and tried to remember where she had left her bag last night. She needed to check her phone. She hadn't checked it after texting Charlie not going home, and she knew he would be worried; he still worried even though she was 21. She felt a bit guilty that she had so utterly forgotten her father last night, not that anybody would blame her; Jesus, that man was hot.

Well, maybe Charlie would. She sighed.

She had to call Ailani and Sarah later too. She had promised to spill all the details to them. She had let them know what had happened at the bookshop and that date was coming. They had probably guessed by now where the date had taken her. She would have texted them by now if she had gone home.

"Nosy bitches," she giggled and went to find her bag. She had dumped it by the front door. Bella found her phone, but it was dead, and she didn't have her charger with her. Oh well, they had to wait a bit longer. And it would be too early for Ailani anyway. She checked the time from the clock on the wall. It was 8 am, so it was five in Honolulu, and Sarah would be at work now; it was 11 in New York.

She took a sip of the coffee. And moaned. How on earth does he make basic coffee to taste good too. That man is a damn magician with everything edible. And boy, didn't he know how to eat. Bella giggled.

She was blown away by how amazing the sex had been with him. She had expected it to be good with his physique, but Jesus, never that good. She hadn't known sex could be anything like that. She had almost passed out after round two. Sex with Bane had been good, but it lacked the fire and passion Paul had ignited in her. It was no wonder women were lining up to fuck him. One could almost come only by looking at his cock and imagining how it must feel inside. Her lady bits tingled at that thought even though they were so very sore, deliciously sore. Her whole body felt like after an intense workout session times five.

Bella ate the food he had made her. All of it, she was so hungry. And it was the best breakfast she had ever had. She decided to take the muffins Paul had left her, she couldn't eat another bite right now, but she wanted to eat them later. Maybe dad would be less grumpy if she got to taste them too. She would take one for Peter; they were so much better than the ones he sold in the bookshop.

She could really get used to having mornings like this. Her mind went back to the shower and to the sight of Paul palming himself. It was the most erotic sight she had ever seen. Water running down his muscular back, hips thrusting to his big fisting hand, and the noises he made. She felt her cheeks flushing and wetness pooling into her panties. Shit, another shower was in order.

Bella washed the dishes, grabbed the muffins, and left home to check on Charlie before leaving for work. She was due to be at Armchair Books at 11.

Everything settled in Paul's home; she closed the door and left.