A Little Closer? Cont. [Haley] {Mature}

[Haley Taylor]

Haley had to admit, Trey was the best lay she'd had. And he just seemed to keep on going, which she loved. Her eyes fluttered closed when his fingers ran over her body, but opened fast once he got out of bed. Making a small 'mmm' noise, Haley reached over to his side table and grabbed a couple condoms, before following him.

Walking into the bathroom and looking over at him, she raised an eyebrow. "Just in case." she said. One thing Haley liked about taking a shower after sex was that there was no need to undress. Trey already had the shower running so she tossed the condoms on the counter and walked up to him, placed her hands on his shoulders and nuzzled her face in the crook, nipping a little.

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[Trey Sanders]

Stepping into the shower Trey eyed the condoms, considering going for another round. After all, he was amazing at what he did. Instead he pulled her gently into the shower with him and just held her to him underneath the stream of water for a moment, pressing light kisses all over her body.

Taking the soap nearby he lathered his hands, and, with her still facing him, began rubbing and washing her shoulder blades and back. Not one woman he'd slept with had yet forgotten him, it made him feel almost bad that he didn't do relationships....almsot.

[Haley Taylor]

Haley made a slight purring noise when Trey held her to him. The light kisses he'd been giving her body all night, were starting to be described as heavenly in her head. While he washed her back, Haley just rested her head on his chest.

Smiling a little, she picked up the bar of soap and used it to draw little patterns all over Trey's chest and abdomen. After she felt she had enough, Haley set the bar down and used her hands to rub the soap around. Doing this made her laugh lightly.

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[Trey Sanders]

The movements and noises eminating from Haley made Trey smile lightly against the water that beat down on them, causing steam to arise around them. The water was hot and at this point he'd figured it didn't bother the girl all that much. Looking at the clock on the wall through the steamed bathroom he noticed it was about one am.

The feel of her washing him off was soothing and he wanted nothing more than to curl up beside her and fall asleep after all that. After a cigarette. Rinsing off he reached for two towels and stepped out of the shower, turning off the water he handed her, her own and flipped on the fan. "What do you say to a cigarette?" He asked her.

[Haley Taylor]

Haley stepped out of the shower and took the towel Trey handed to her. Taking it in her hands, she slowly leaned over and wiped off her legs, then her abdomen, and so on, working her way up to her hair, which she squeegeed out into the towel.

Wrapping it around her, she looked at Trey and noticed he was watching her. Smiling, Haley laughed a little. "Is there any other answer but yes?" she asked him in return.

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[Trey Sanders]

Walking out the door he returned with a robe, wrapping one around himself. It was a good thing he prepared for things like this. Taking her hand he led her onto his porch the luckily overlooked the ocean. Which at one a.m. was ridiculously dark, stars spackling the sky, the moon shining across the Cape. It was a calming sight to him, making the apartment worth all that he spent on it each month.

Pulling the pack from his robe pocket he handed one to her and stuck another in his mouth. It was not the most...appealing habit to most, but as he pulled a lighter out, he didnt' seem to mind. Trey was a man of his own will and accord, this Haley...seemed to be very similar in the aspect, inhaling the smoke he sighed it out. A good ending, he was thinking. Realizing he'd probably be waking up to this girl and .... part of him wanted to very much.

"This is an unhealthy vice you know." He said, smirking at her as he leaned across the wall from her, ashing his cigarette every so often when he wasn't inhaling.

[Haley Taylor]

Taking the cigarette he offered her, she took the lighter and lit it before tossing it back to him. Taking a deep drag, she closed her eyes. Damn, did that feel good. Her eyes fluttering open once more, she exhaled a couple of smoke rings before she let the rest out in a laugh.

Looking out over the ocean, Haley realized how beautiful it was at night. She felt a great sense of peace right here, right now. Trey's voice brought her back to Earth. Looking over at him, she smiled. "Something tells me you're not so healthy for me either." she retorted with a slight laugh. Looking back over the ocean, she took the last drag off the cigarette and put it out on the railing.

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[Trey Sanders]

Watching her smoke was probably not appealing to most people, but it was the simplicity of the action that intrigued Trey. The way she was so comfortable in her own skin, how he could hang out with her after a few great hours of sex and they were still talking. It was the strangest one night stand he'd had because she was so chilled out with it being just that.

Shaking his head he laughed, "No, probably not." He replied, finishing his cigarette and flicking it out over the railing after stubbing it out. That way the 'sand' didn't light on fire, opening the door for her Trey began walking towards his room, wondering if she would follow.

[Haley Taylor]

Haley laughed a little and followed him inside. Sitting down on his bed, she laughed at herself. "Then I must really be a glutton for punishment, because I have a proposition for you, cowboy." she told him. Looking at him, she waited for some kind of reaction.

She wasn't a dumb girl, she'd entered Trey's apartment knowing full well she was going to be having sex with him without any attachments. And she'd loved every second of it. But Haley wasn't quite ready to be finished with him. She didn't want a commitment, and it seemed he didn't either. Which was perfect, there was no reason they couldn't continue to do what they'd done tonight.

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[Trey Sanders]

Closing his bedroom door as Haley sat on his bed and spoke Trey reached into his dresser drawer and pulled out a plain pair of boxers, putting them on after dropping his robe in the hamper he searched his drawers for something that Haley could wear. After a bit of searching he just tossed her a pair of boxers and an old t-shirt he'd found. After all, girls were into that sort of thing for the most part. But for some reason it wouldn't surprise him if she tossed the clothing back at him, saying she'd rather sleep in the nude or something.

"And what is this proposition?" He asked, raising a brow as he climbed beneath the mussed covers of his bed, the smell of sex hovering in the air. Waiting for her to join him or do what she wanted to do Trey realized how tired he honestly was. It had been a long time since he'd met a girl that could match his drive like that.

[Haley Taylor]

Haley put on the t-shirt Trey threw her, but tossed the boxers on the floor. Getting in bed beside him, she laughed a little. The entire bed smelled like sex horribly, yet she couldn't help but love it. "Well, basically what we did tonight. But on many more occasions." She smirked at him. "No attachments, no commitments, just sex." Thinking for a moment, she continued, "Lots and lots of sex."

Laying down she looked over at him and waited for some kind of response. It should be something a guy like Trey would snatch up in a heartbeat. Although he did keep surprising her. No matter what he said, at least she'd made the offer.

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[Trey Sanders]

Trey's eyes were slipping closed but at the feel of Haley slipping into his bed and finishing her comment his eyes shot open. Was a girl seirously asking him to be her 'fuck buddy?' Rubbing his eyes for a moment he looked to Haley. "I think we could work that out." He said.

Flipping the switch on his clock for ten a.m. he settled himself against the girl who continued to surprise him. Taking in her scent that hadn't been tainted by any of their activitis, he sighed, falling asleep.

[Haley Taylor]

Haley smiled at the look on his face. Leaning over, she kissed him lightly before pulling away. As she nuzzled herself against him, she sighed and realized how damn tired fucking him had made her. She'd never been this worn out before. At least it seemed like he was a cuddly sleeper, she enjoyed that. Her eyes fluttered closed and she drifted off.

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