Page 49 of Tangled Up In You
He told me about a football buddy of his who’d just proposed to his girlfriend. I’d read about Austin before and I’d seen a lot of pictures of them together online. They also playfully bantered back and forth on social media.
It was nice to talk and get to know him better; learning about his life and hearing stories of things he’d experienced while traveling. But it started becoming uncomfortable as I realized how inadequate I was. He’d met people and seen places I’d only ever dreamed of, and yeah, I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a slight envy about it all. He’d traveled the world, hung out with supermodels and celebrities, and already experienced so much in his life.
Whereas I’d just been frozen since the day he’d left, not really moving forward in my own life.
Corbin had been right all those years before in saying he’d go on to make something of himself, while I stayed in that town, never going anywhere or doing anything extraordinary with my life. Ihadmade something of myself, though. Being a teacher was amazing. But it was nothing compared to him.
The more he talked, the more my chest ached.
What could I possibly give to him that he didn’t already have?
***
February arrived with a bang; that bang being a massive snowstorm. Corbin had invited me to stay over the night before, and when we woke up the next morning—still naked and tangled together—the light coming in through the window was white instead of the usual golden stream from the sun.
After I got out of bed, taking the sheet with me, I looked outside and watched in wonder as the snow covered every inch of the grass. It was still coming down hard too.
Corbin stirred on the bed, and I turned to see him on his side, staring at me with heavy lidded eyes.
“What are you looking at?” he asked with his voice heavy from sleep.
“Take a look for yourself,” I said, motioning to the window.
Accepting my challenge, he got up and walked over to me. His dick was at half-mast, and even though he’d fucked me all night, I already wanted more.
“Damn,” he said once seeing the snow. “The weather guys actually got it right this time. Good thing I got some groceries yesterday. Doesn’t look like we’ll be going anywhere anytime soon.”
I put my arms around him, wrapping the sheet around him too.
Our dicks touched as he leaned closer, and I softly whimpered against his mouth as he kissed me. Knowing there wouldn’t be any school for me that day, I moved him back toward the bed, sucking on his tongue like I wanted to do to his cock.
He growled deep in his throat before falling back on the mattress and taking me with him.
We spent another hour in bed, getting lost in the warmth of each other’s bodies. He fucked me hard and fast the first time, and then we lazily kissed afterward, giving ourselves time to recoup. Then, he made love to me, unhurried and passionate.
It showed both sides to Corbin so well—the wild side and then the softer, more romantic one.
I loved both of them equally.
I wanted to believe I could keep him; that we wouldn’t allow anything to tear us apart again, neither distance nor careers. But the clock was ticking. His being in Willow was only temporary.
I didn’t know how much longer he planned to stay. We hadn’t talked about the future since about a week and a half ago when he’d had lunch with me at school. It was the unspoken thing that drove a wedge between us in moments when I caught myself thinking about it. I suspected his mind was often in the same place as mine, though, by the way he’d hold onto me sometimes as if I was leaving.
Or he was.
“Can we just stay in this bed all day?” he asked in a husky tone, nuzzling his face into my neck before pressing a kiss there.
“That sounds great to me,” I answered, turning my face into his hair and smelling his comforting scent. It was a mix of his cologne and something that was uniquely him.
“Good,” he said before tugging me closer.
He sucked at the bottom of my throat, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, tilting my head back. My breaths quickened as his hand smoothed up and down my chest. He tweaked my nipples as he continued nipping at my throat, and I moaned.
He didn’t try for more than that, though. Instead, he placed one last kiss to my neck and one on my lips before laying his head on my chest and closing his eyes.
Corbin was so cuddly after sex, and an ache hit my heart as I held onto him, wondering how long I’d get to keep him this time before he left again.
When we finally got out of bed around noon, we showered—which led to another round of sex because we decided to do so together—and then went into the kitchen to make something to eat. I was starving and my stomach roared its discontent as I opened the refrigerator and looked inside.
