Makin' Plans - Miranda Lambert

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When I woke up, I felt happy. Colt's arms were wrapped around me as I spooned him. Our bodies were melted together, him fitting in every curve of my body. We were still naked after last night's events, which continued til early this morning when we passed out from orgasming too many times. I felt like I could lay here forever. One of his arms loosely held my head and was sprawled out on the bed. His other arm was on top of me, his fingers grasping my breast. Boys. I could feel his morning wood hardening between my asscheeks as he slept soundly.

I closed my eyes, but I couldn't fall back asleep since it was light outside, and the light was bothering me. I couldn't grab my phone without moving and disturbing him, so I lay there with my eyes open, staring at the blurred Alabama sunrise through my white curtains. I wanted to turn over so I could watch him sleep. It was weird having silence between us since we hadn't shut up since he picked me up for my riding lesson yesterday. I wanted to know if he was awake or if he was pretending like me, not wanting to move.

Finally, I decided to roll over to face him, and he immediately wrapped me in a tight hug as if I was going to leave and never come back. I wedged my leg between his and stared at him as he slept, playing with the solid gold chain on his neck, running it through my fingers. He was unbelievably attractive, even sleeping. It was almost like he was a movie star playing a Western, but no. He was mine.

Well, not really. I didn't know what was going on at all between us. Last night, it didn't feel like a fuck; it felt more like love, with passion and caring. I didn't know where he was going after this or anything. I hadn't considered asking him, but I knew he had to leave today. It made me sad if I thought about it. The past forty-eight hours with him have been some of my life's greatest. I had never really felt anything like this. It was so different than usual.

His hands began to rake up and down my naked back before he opened his eyes and smiled, "Mornin', lucky."

I smiled at him and ran my fingers through his blonde, flowing hair. I loved long hair on men. I liked to run my hands through it. It also was nice to grab onto something while he went down on me. Fuck, I'm getting horny again. "Morning, lucky," I say, copying him.

"I enjoyed having your naked body pressed against me all night," he says before pulling me close and kissing me softly. He releases his grip on me before falling on his back in the bed and yawning. "You wore me the fuck out last night."

"I think you were the one that wore me out," I raised my eyebrow at him, and he smirked, knowing I was right. I didn't tell him, but that was the first time anyone had ever made me come. And he did it four times. I'm definitely going to have to pay him back another day.

"Well, you turn me on, baby; I can't get enough of you." He grabs me and pulls me on top of him, moving my hair behind my hair before kissing me. My pussy ached as I felt his cock twitch underneath me. I couldn't get enough of him either. I'm glad it was mutual. "I hate to tell you this, but I'm gonna need you to put some clothes on because I don't have time to make you come four times this morning."

I look at him, still straddling him, as his hands rest on my butt. I pout my lip before rolling over to the side of him, "What if I just lock you in my room forever?"

"Well, somebody's gotta go make us some money, and I gotta move cows today." I groan before climbing out of bed, grabbing the first shirt I see, and slipping out my door to the bathroom. I realize it's his shirt, and I hold it and smell it. It smelled like him, and I loved it.

I look at myself in the mirror and gasp. There was a giant hickey on the side of my neck from Colt. I touched it, and it burned as I thought about last night again. I peed before racing back to my room to yell at him. "Colt!" I whisper-shouted at him. He stood by the bed, putting his pants on. I look at his tanned abdomen as his pants hang loose on his waist.

"What?" I point to my neck, and he scratches the back of his neck and laughs, "Oh yeah, I forgot about that."

I roll my eyes, "I hate you."

He pulls me close, "You weren't thinking that when you were moaning in my ear while I did it."

I blushed, wanting to turn and run away, "That's not fair."

"Do you want to give me one to make it fair?"

"Actually, I do." I push him down on the bed, crawl on top of him, and begin to suck on his neck. His hands went to my butt as I sat down in his lap. I could feel him getting hard underneath me. After a minute, I stop, look at my work, and smile. "Perfect."

He kisses me, "I'm gonna be gone the next few weekends. I got a rodeo in Tuscaloosa this weekend, and I'm in Montgomery the next." I try not to frown, but I don't think I could hide the facial expression I made. "Well, maybe you can come to Montgomery, and you can see where I live."

I smile and nod, "That would be fun. I think I may go take another riding lesson."

"Yes, go work them barrels so you can compete with me." He sighs before looking into my eyes, "Charlie, is it bad that I like you already?"

Oh my gosh. I almost want to cheer and jump and down at those words. "No, it's not. I seriously think there's something here with us."

He kisses me, "Charlie, I'm gonna make you mine. You just wait." I smile and stand up so he can finish getting dressed. I stare at the tattoo on his back as he bends down in his bag to get a fresh shirt. We are just alike, and it's funny how a beer brought us together like this.

He sighs, picking up his bag off the ground, and I walk to him and hug him, "Don't miss me too much, cowboy."

"What if I miss you already?"

"Colt, go home. Your cows miss you," I laugh, walking into the living room to walk him to the door.

He bends down to kiss me before putting his hat on and walking out the door, "Goodbye, Charlie."

"Bye, Colt." I slowly shut the door and bite my lip as he walks to his truck. I want to run after him and tell him not to go, but I need to leave before I fall in love after a day with him. I just wish he lived next door.

Suddenly, all three of my roommates came out of their rooms, "Tell us everything."