After dinner, the couple went to the ocean. They sat and talked and laughed. Parker had never felt so real with someone. He could trust her like he could no one else. The sun rose before either of the started to yawn. "I suppose we should get some sleep," Portland said, a single yawn escaping her lips.
Parker leaned in, pulling her closer, "Why don't you come back to my place. It's across the street." Portland giggled but indulged him.
They couldn't keep their hands off each other. Especially when they made it into the house. He was more than happy to shead her clothes, leaving a trail of laundry to the bedroom. As they fell into bed exhaustion consumed them.
They cuddled together. Safe in each others arms. Every inch of Parker wanted to go farther. But as his body geared up for more, his mind was shutting down.
"Good morning," Portland whispered. Parker answered her with a quick kiss. She was beautiful, even more so when she'd just waken up.
Pinning him to the bed, Portland made the first move. Her kisses were sweet, in no time Parker was ready to give all of himself to her.
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