Just the Six of Us Ch.5 - Sex Stories

Just the Six of Us Ch.5

... him just so she could sl**p. He wished there was something he could do to comfort her, to let her know that he'd watch out for her and protect her, that he'd be there as long as she needed him. He found himself marveling again at how their relationship had changed so quickly. He turned over and looked at her. She was facing him and staring at him intently. He didn't know it at the time, but Danni was replaying the kiss she'd given him, over and over in her head. "Why did it feel so nice?" she kept asking herself. It was only her b*****r. Yeah so he'd come dashing to her rescue, but come on, she was the partier of the f****y. She didn't even believe in that romantic crap. "Why the hell did it feel so damn good, then, jackass," she asked herself for the umpteenth time. She suddenly realized they were staring at each other. He lifted a hand and ran it along her cheek, brushing her hair back. All the tension between them faded and she pulled close to him, laying her head next to his chest, immediately relaxing and feeling sl**p's soft tendrils creeping up on her. He kept running his hand through her hair and deeply inhaled the way she smelled, relishing in it, really. She smelled like strawberries and apples again, maybe a little peach too. Her warm legs entwined with his and she worked herself even closer, burying her face into ...

... his chest and pulling the cover closer over them. He could feel her breath on his chest, could feel her breasts pushing into his stomach. She sighed deeply, contentedly. He was so warm, protective. He lay there with her for what seemed like hours, gently caressing her cheek. She felt so safe, feeling the rhythmic breathing of his larger body next to hers. She marveled at how good it felt to lie there. She couldn't believe this was the same b*****r she'd tormented, and was amazed that after all the evil things she'd said and done that he'd come to her rescue without any hesitation. She'd gotten herself in trouble, and he'd immediately rushed to save her. She nuzzled into his chest gently. He'd paid a steep price for it as well, receiving a beating on account of her selfishness and bad decisions. She didn't know how she'd ever thank him enough. Slowly, she began to drift off to sl**p, finally able to quiet the terrible thoughts that raced through her mind when she wasn't cuddled next to him. Mike lay there for what seemed like hours, just brushing her hair, twirling it in his fingers, forcing himself to stay awake until he was sure she was asl**p. Soon he heard the rhythmic breathing of her sl**ping next to him. Smiling, he finally closed his eyes and drifted off into the darkness of sl**p. No voice... no nightmares... just sl**p.