The next morning, Ben walks out of the bathroom in a small white towel wrapped around his waist, I'm shaking my head with a grin. I bury my face in the pillow and moan in a painful pleasure. We will never leave this house if he continues to be this adorable.
"What's wrong?" He laughs.
Ben knows exactly what he's doing. "You can't walk around the house without clothes anymore. We will never leave if you continue to advertise the goods." I grin at him.
"So, let's not leave." He smiles walking to the bed and leaning down to kiss me.
Frowning, I pull the small gift from under my pillow and hold it out to him. "Amy will call for back-up if we don't show today. We can stay for a couple hours, and then we'll come back here. I can think of a couple things we can do."
He drops his towel, takes the present from my hands and places it on the nightstand. His hands come up to my face and tangles into the back of my hair. Laughing, he tells me that he is going to mark his property before we meet up with Alex and his family. Giggling, I help him remove my t-shirt.
I shove his body onto the bed and straddle him. Ben lets me have complete control over him. We know each other's bodies so well that we no longer need to ask questions or hesitant. Ben knows how to love me in the deepest possible way, and it wasn't about the physical connection, which is amazing. He kisses me and touches me like no one before him. He knows what I need, and he always gives it his all.
His hands grab my hips and holds me still. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Ben filling me is an intense feeling, and it always leaves me wanting more and more. Bending my head down, my blonde hair falls around him. My lips crush onto his, and we kiss through all the moaning.
I love how his kiss carries everything he is feeling.
Flipping us over, he is above me and looking down at me with lust. He begs me to keep my eyes open and looking at him. The two of us climb higher and higher together. I feel like my heart is going to explode with how beautiful he looks above me. My feelings for him are very intense and scary. I start to come undone, and he holds me to him deeply.
I love you.
He whispers as he comes undone and collapses onto of me. Greedy little me wants to hear him say it again, but I don't push it. I grin at the words.
When our breathing returns to normal, I reach across the bed to the nightstand and give him his present.
"Merry Christmas." I smile.
"Wait here." He tells me.
He runs out of the bedroom wearing my huge fuzzy robe, I listen as he hurries down the steps. Propping myself up on my arms, I watch him walk back into the room with three presents.
"What the hell did you do? AND where did you hide these?" I laugh.
Wrapping the sheet around my naked body, I walk over to him sitting on the couch with a goofy grin. "I put mine under the tree, that's how we do it in Boston." He jokes.
Ben hands me the largest present first and tells me that we should hurry because we are already 20 minutes late for lunch. Looking at him with huge eyes, I laugh and tear into the paper. My heart skips a beat when a I push the paper from the most gorgeous watercolor of my bedroom.
I look at him with questioning, teary eyes. "How?"
"You are a sound sleeper...when you fell asleep, I would sneak out and paint in the spare room because I knew you'd never go in there. I took a picture while you slept during the sunrise and painted what I got from that. The original picture is mine." He smiles.
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Heartlines
Romance*** Complete Story *** Allyson Sicard was in her final year at Harvard and while her roommates were trying to get their Ivy League boyfriends to propose, Ally was trying to figure out which law school she wanted to graduate from. Columbia had always...
