New Routines

Hannah

“Han,” a gentle voice coaxed as soft lips traveled along the skin on the back of my shoulder.

I sighed, stretching my arms out in front of me, and pressed back, meeting the resistance of a very hard body behind me. And a very hard appendage against my lower back.

“Hannah…” he whispered again and then swore against my shoulder as I pressed more firmly against him. “Fuck.”

A large hand cupped my breast as I flexed backward and pressed myself firmly against the warm, bare skin surrounding me.

“Mmm…” I moaned softly as his fingers roamed my exposed flesh.

“I hope you’re awake,” he whispered into my shoulder as his hand traveled down my stomach and in between my legs.

“Fuck, so wet,” he moaned as he pressed into me and slipped a finger inside.

“Oh God.” I arched my back and pressed my hips into his hard cock, earning another throaty groan against my shoulder. He pressed another finger into me and thrust them lightly as I moaned into the pillow beside my head.

I had no idea what time it was—the room was cloaked in darkness—but as he worked me over, I was too far gone to care.

“God, you’re so warm.” His voice was rough. “Fuck, baby… that’s right… just like that,” he encouraged in my ear as I rode his fingers. I started to sporadically clench as he pressed his thumb into my clit and rubbed firmly.

His rough voice in my ear pushed me closer and closer. “You’re so sexy. I wanna feel you clench like this on my cock.”

“Oh my God,” I moaned softly as he pushed me into my release and kept up the pace of his fingers. He was so hard against me, pushing his hips into mine. I panted as I tried to catch my breath.

His lips sucked on the skin of my neck as he withdrew his fingers. I turned in his embrace, cupping his rough cheeks as I plunged my tongue into his mouth.

Large hands roughly grasped my ass as I attacked him with my lips, rubbing myself against his chest.

“God, I need to wake you up in the middle of the night more often,” he groaned as I reached between us and grasped him firmly.

The night before had been passionate and intense, but this was pushing toward animalistic.

I pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him, straddling his hips and pushing down onto him. He bucked up into me and forcefully pulled my hips into his as I set a punishing rhythm against him.

“Oh my God…” I moaned as I braced my hands against his chest and rode him hard. His hips pressed up against each of my movements, and I couldn’t tell where he ended and I began.

“Fuck… God… Hannah… I’m close.”

I leaned forward, bracing one of my hands on the headboard as I impaled myself onto his length.

Leaning up slightly, he grasped one of my breasts and lightly bit my nipple, tugging, and then doing the same to the other one.

“Oh… fuuuuck…” I gyrated on top of him, pulsing and clenching as I came apart around him.

He moaned loudly as I collapsed forward and tucked my face into his neck. His hips shot up off the bed into me twice more before he moaned into my hair.

“Oh God, Hannah... fuck...”

I remained collapsed against his muscular chest as he ran his hands up and down my back, pausing to squeeze my butt.

“What was that?” I giggled into his skin, and his chest rumbled beneath me.

“I couldn’t help myself,” he said quietly, not sounding the least bit guilty.

I leaned back and looked down on him, the dim light filtering in from the bathroom, casting his face in shadow. His features may not have been clear, but the smile on his face was.

“What time is it?” I asked as I squinted toward my clock.

“Early.”

“How early?” I whispered quietly.

“Probably a little after four,” he responded just as quietly.

I groaned and collapsed against his chest, cradling the side of his head and rubbing my fingers through his hair.

“It didn’t take much effort to wake you up; you can’t be that tired.”

“Well, I wasn’t... but I am now.” I chuckled and wondered why he was up this early. “Why did you wake up before four?”

“I’ve got class at five fifteen.” He laughed at the little moan I let out into the side of his face and hugged me to his chest. “You could come with me.”

“Aren’t those early classes usually full?” I asked with a yawn. The early birds were die-hards.

“I already checked. There are two spots open,” he said with a kiss to the side of my neck. “If we get moving, you might even get your regular tread.”

“Wasn’t this good enough cardio for the day?” I smiled into his warm skin.

“Nice try.” He chuckled deeply.

“I don’t know if I can do two days in a row,” I whined a little. It was too early for me to think, much less run.

“Gotta keep that progress moving, so you don’t plateau,” he teased.

“I think you’re trying to kill me,” I moaned, earning another deep chuckle.

“Mmm. No, definitely don’t want to do that.”

“You’re a tyrant.”

“Gotta build up that endurance,” he told me as he kissed along the side of my face.

“Maybe I like building up my sleep endurance instead.”

“Fine, don’t come with me.” He dramatically rolled to his side. I laughed as I cupped his cheek and ran my thumb across his pout. “Guess I’ll have to shower alone this morning.”

“Well, I could still join you in the shower,” I conceded, remembering all the slick muscles on display when he was in there the night before.

“No... you’d rather go back to sleep,” he teased.

“I can soap up your back for you,” I offered, purely trying to be helpful.

“I can soap up your front,” he winked as his hands came up to cup my breasts. I leaned forward and kissed his lips softly before I rolled back and off the side of the bed.

Looking back as I crossed through the bathroom, I took a mental picture of him lying in my bed, head propped on one arm, the sheets pooled low on his hips.

It was like a sculpture of Adonis had snuck into my bed when I wasn’t looking.

“Are you coming?” I asked as I leaned into the shower to start the flow of the water.

He was through the door and right behind me as I bent down to pull out the towels that had remained unused the night before.

“I think I like this new morning routine,” he murmured into my neck as he pulled me into his chest when I straightened up.

“Me too.”

My eyes met his in the bathroom mirror, and I was blown away by his sincerity. I could see this becoming a routine with us. It would undoubtedly make spending time together easier if I started following some of his schedules.

“You’re really not a morning person, are you?” Jordan laughed as I tipped back my coffee mug and took a huge gulp of the warm liquid.

After our shower, the adrenaline from my wake-up call had worn off, and the fatigue was settling in.

“I’m just tired. Not all of us can be the Energizer Bunny.”

“You seemed pretty energetic this morning,” he teased as he wiggled his eyebrows.

“Well. I had the right motivation this morning.” Naked, hard, warm motivation.

“You mean you don’t have the same enthusiasm for the treadmills as you do for me?”

“Mmm… not so much.” I took another drink from my mug.

“You can go back to bed if you really don’t want to come. It was just an idea,” Jordan sighed, but I could see disappointment flicker across his eyes.

“I do. I just don’t know if I can keep up this early.”

“You can take it easy. Power walk a little,” he said, but we both knew I was incapable of taking it easy.

“We’ll see.” I sighed as I pushed away from the counter and grabbed my gym bag. I had tucked a blouse, some dress pants, and a pair of ballet flats into the bag.

Showering at the gym hadn’t been bad the day before, so I planned to get ready for work after his class.

“Next time, we should plan ahead so we can carpool,” Jordan nodded thoughtfully as he zipped his own bag closed and dropped it by the front door.

“But then one of us would be stranded at the gym,” I frowned.

“If we rode in your car, you could just come back for me on your lunch hour.” He had obviously given this some thought.

“Geez, you’re so demanding,” I teased, pretending to be annoyed. “Making me wake up before the sun, and now I have to spend my lunch with you.”

“I know it’s horrible to spend time with me.” He laughed as he pulled me toward him and kissed my cheek. “Today, you can just follow me. I won’t make you have lunch with me.”

“I can run and get us breakfast before I have to go to work, if I can still walk,” I offered as I kissed the corner of his mouth.

“There’s a little restaurant down the strip mall that has good omelettes.”

“You’ve just got it all planned out,” I teased.

He seemed to have a solution for everything this morning.

“Stick with me, baby. I’ll make you sweat and then feed you afterward.”

“Ah, a man after my own heart.” I sighed dramatically, and he tickled my side.

“Are you ready to go public with this?” I asked quietly, biting my lip.

“Why not? Ty knows, my sisters both know…”

I made a face.

“She’s not gonna say anything. Mal knows she’s on thin ice.”

“Well, we can avoid her for a while.” I hoped. I did not want to place myself directly in her line of fire.

“Are you going to be dropping her classes?” he asked quietly.

“Damn. Probably not. I can’t leave Parker hanging.” I frowned. He would kill me if I left him to work out entirely on his own, and there was a snowball’s chance in hell he’d go to the five a.m. classes.

“Or me.” Jordan smiled.

“Or you.” I pushed up and kissed his cheek, squeezing one of his hands. “We’ll figure it out.”

“We will,” he nodded. “Are you ready to go?”

“No,” I shook my head, and he reached down to pinch my thigh through my running tights. “Hey, be nice. I’ve got less to pinch now.”

“Guess I’ll just have to smack it,” he got a mischievous glint in his eye as he palmed my backside.

“Let’s go, smooth talker,” I rolled my eyes and tried to evade his large wandering hands.

“It’s time to run!” he clapped enthusiastically.

“You can stop being an annoying morning person now,” it was borderline inhumane.

“Never,” he growled as he rubbed my neck with his scruff and kissed my jaw.

Even though I never wanted to voluntarily wake up before the sun even attempted to rise, his enthusiasm was slightly infectious.

Maybe.

Just a tiny bit.