Super Nova.

Chapter 23

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Jenna's POV ~

I woke up in Marshall's big bed alone. I could still feel the warmth of his body and his scent still lingered on his pillow so he couldn't be far. I looked at the clock on his bedside table, it was 9 a.m. which was a good time to go up if I wanted to fight the jet lag.

I rolled out of bed and found Marshall's grey hoodie on a chair. I put it on over my tank top and shorts, it'll be strange to meet him in the day light with practically nothing on. I put my nose in the soft fabric and inhaled his wonderful scent again. The hoodie almost went down to my knees and I had to roll the sleeves up a couple of times, I didn't bother to zip it, it'll be to warm.

When I went out the bedroom doors I could feel the smell of bacon rising from the kitchen below. I tip toped down the stairs and stopped in the entrance to the kitchen and just adored the sight I saw. There he was, the great Rap God, Slim Shady preparing breakfast dressed in baggy sweats, t-shirt and a cute blue apron whit the text 'Greatest dad' on it. I couldn't help to let out a little giggle and he turned around and faced me with a grin.

"Good morning beautiful" he said and came at me.

I met him by the kitchen island and he put his arms around me for a long and warm hug. Then he let go and took a good look at my outfit.

"I see, you're stealing my clothes now?" he said and when he saw that I was about to defend myself he held up a hand and stopped me.

"I'm just kidding, baby girl. It looks better on you than on me anyway, maybe a bit big but as long you keep it unzipped so I can do this" he said and snaked his arms around my waist inside the hoodie.

I lay my arms around his neck and kissed him as his hands touched my back, caressed my waist and hold me so close to him that I almost had trouble breathing. My stomach felt as a thousand butterflies and I didn't ever want to stop.

Marshall broke the kiss and looked over at the stove where the pancakes needed off not to burn.

"Come here" he said and lifted me by my waist up on the island counter.

I squeaked a little when I felt the cold marble at the back of my thighs. Marshall looked at me and stroked his hands over my thighs, from my knees to the hem of my shorts and then he turned to the stove and shook his head smiling. I could feel the heat on my cheeks and I understood that maybe I should have got dressed before I went down after all. I tried to cover as good as I could with his hoodie.

~ Marshall's POV ~

I had a hell of a hard time to leave the bed when she looked so delicious where she laid. I couldn't help myself from looking at her for a while, like the fucking creep I am. She was on her back with her brown hair as a messy plume around her head, one of her arms over her head and the tank top had slip up a bit on her flat belly, I would give all I have to nibble that soft skin. Her other hand was on her hip and I wished so hard that I had my hand there instead, then it could just move the slightest and then be at her pussy, fondle her until she'll cum on my fingers. Fuck, I need to get out of here!

As I made breakfast I suddenly heard a fairy giggle form the doorway and there she was in all her beauty. She had still her night clothes but luckily for me she had my hoodie on too, I wouldn't be able to do anything right if she was going to distract me half naked in the kitchen.

After teasing her of stealing my clothes I put my arms around her and as I kissed her my hands almost went out of control caressing her fantastic body. It's like I can't touch her enough and I can't get her too close to me. I just want more. I want her underneath my skin and I need to be under hers.