Spellbound

38

BRICE

I've been awake for a couple of hours now, but I can't move. Or should I say I don't want to. Soleil is curled up on my side with one leg thrown over mine. Her hand rests on my chest and I absentmindedly run my fingers along the smooth skin of her arm.

I should have been productive in this time - gone for a swim and hit the gym. Instead, I'm reliving the memories of last night. I stare down at the brown skinned beauty trying to capture the details of her face – the thick shaped brows, the way the corner of her eyes tilt slightly upwards, her cute button nose, and full lips that are slightly parted.

My arm is curled around her and has gone numb as her personal pillow. I should probably wake her. We have a full day ahead of us. As uncomfortable as I am, her comfort keeps me still. It's a bit of paradox kind of like my feelings for her. Even with the spell broken, I'm more infatuated with her than I was before.

My mind wanders back to what I saw in her memory walk – making love to my wife who was carrying my child.

Why can't I remember?

Soleil's leg slides off mine. She shifts onto her back and lifts her arms in a deep stretch. The sheet slips down her body exposing her naked breasts. I bend down and suck on her nipple. She runs her fingers through my hair.

"I thought I was dreaming."

I release the delectable mound with a pop.

"About what?" I ask, looking up at her from my vantage point.

Her cheeks colour.

"Everything we did last night."

"We can do it again. Just as a reminder," I suggest running my tongue around her areola.

"No!" Soleil rolls over and gets up heading for the bathroom. "I need to freshen up."

I follow her in and grab my toothbrush whilst she's seated on the toilet.

"Brice! Do you mind?"

I look at her buck naked through the mirror and say, no before I start brushing.

She finishes and flushes then joins me at the sink to wash her hands. As she picks up her brush, I head over to the toilet to empty my blader and rid myself of morning wood.

"Seriously?" she spits. "We've been together for like two minutes and you're already getting too comfortable around me."

I shake off my dick and flush. As I walk past, I smack her naked ass which is now mine.

"You're my girlfriend now, remember."

Her lashes flutter like she's having trouble processing my words. I head back into the bedroom to get dressed.

"We're going for a hike and then a swim after. Breakfast should be ready. Let's go before it's all finished," I call out from the closet.

We get dressed and head to the main house. When we enter the kitchen its crowded. The boys are seated around the island where the food has been spread out and the girls are off to the side at the dining table. Baptiste, Louis, and Olivier heap more food onto their already full plates.

"Save some for us why don't you?"

I grab a plate and help myself.

"It's all about the gains, bro," says Olivier around a mouthful of food.

"Quelles sont tes manières?" scolds Didier. Where are your manners?

Olivier shoves an entire piece of French toast into his mouth and proceeds to say something unintelligible. I shake my head in amusement while Didier looks on in disgust.