*edited to the best of my abilities*Crystal's POV
I'd been spending more time with Stefan than I had thought I would but I wasn't complaining, far from it actually. He never wanted me out of his sight and I kind of didn't want to be out of his sight either I felt much safer in the past couple of days than I had within the last couple of months.
I watched as his chest went up and down as the brute slept peacefully, our legs tangled with one another and ever so often I would feel him tenderly rub his feet against mine, something I noticed he did often when we would sleep together it was the cutest thing ever. His lips were partly opened and his dreads were a beautiful mess, the sun light that peaked through the curtains of his bedroom window and fell perfectly on his mocha skin.
Fuck he was so so sexy!
We had yet to be intimate with each other recently, lately he'd been trying to just be there for me. He only ever graced me with touches and sweet kisses, nothing more. Although his actions made my heart skip a beat I wanted- no I needed a little something more than that. My mind went to the moment we had in the shower, had that delivery boy not showed up Stefan would've had his way with me and I would've allowed it.
I thought about how he stroked himself in front of me, I was so proud of myself for having the strength to resist but deep down inside I wanted to get on my knees and suck the soul out his dick. I noticed how tight and heavy his balls were, he needed me and so did I.
What were we doing to each other?
Stefan stirred in his sleep wrapping his arms around me.
Mmm, he was so warm.
My hands suddenly wondered against his smooth skin.
Lower,
Lower,
Lower,
Bingo.
He hardened immediately pushing his length into my hand.
The dead has arisen.
"What are you doing tiger?" Tiger? It was...new.
"I want you." I said gripping him and he gifted me with a low groan.
"I just don't-"
"You don't want me?" I said giving him puppy dog eyes.
"I always want you," he growled as he rolled on top of me not forgetting to press his hard-on against the perfect spot.
"You don't feel me?" He rasped.
I let out a moan, "Mhm, but you haven't done anything."
"You've been through a lot. I don't want to be inconsiderate or do the wrong thing. I'm just appreciating being in your presence." He was so sweet and his consideration for me was another thing that made me love him more- wait did I just say-
"I always want you." He interrupted my inner thoughts.
"Well in that case..." using my legs and thrusting my hips I did my best to flip us over so that I would be on top straddling him.
"Let me have my way with you." I said with hooded eyes and as soon as I said it I felt his dick jump.
"Do your worst baby." He said adjusting himself causing the perfect friction. I trailed kisses from his lips, to his neck, on up to his earlobe. Sucking and somewhat biting on the soft skin, that was one of his hot spots.
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The Wall and The Flower
RomanceLife was pretty basic and simple before 24 year old Crystal Smith got her new job as the Personal Assistant of Stephen Browne owner of Browne Visions and Designs, or so she thought. Meet Stefan 28 year old, tall, handsome, and now CEO of Browne's Vi...