Connor
"I think you traumatized the pizza delivery guy," I let out a laugh as I ran my fingers through the hair at the back of Edward's head. He laid on top of me with a throw over us and the fireplace on.
Our empty box of pizza rested on the coffee table with two empty beers as well. Despite it starting to rain again outside, the warmth of Edward made it so much more bearable because he was holding me. He kept on kissing me until I couldn't breathe and by how sexed he looked, I just imagined myself.
When the pizza had arrived he went to get it and paid for it. The events sounded normal enough besides the fact he was naked with a cushion in front of his manhood so that he wasn't arrested for public nudity. I had never seen a person nearly run away from my house before.
Edward was the nudist type. Free and wild. He didn't care who saw what and I believed most people didn't mind seeing everything either. I know I definitely didn't.
