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~His collar bone though!😍💕~

"Baby," Dylan says in a sing song voice, "wake up." You groan in response, being tired from the night before. Dylan barely let you sleep at all. From the way he made love last night, you'd think he hadn't had sex in months, which was not the case in any way. You relunctantly open your eyes. "Nooo. I don't wanna. It's too early." You whine in a childish voice. "No it's not. It's already 10:32 AM." He states as he strokes your hair. "You may have gotten enough sleep, but I did not." You fire back. "Okay, okay." He says with defeat in his voice. "Go back to sleep princess. I'm gonna head downstairs and make breakfast for me and Jorel. I'll make you some too when you wake up. And babe? Thanks for last night. You were...amazing. I love you so much. Get all the sleep you need baby. I'll be downstairs if you need me." You nod and whisper, "I love you too," to Dylan before closing your eyes and going back to sleep.

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"Dylan?" You call as you step down the stairs in your slippers and silk robe that's covering the sexy see through night gown you wore to bed last night. "In here babe!" He shouts back from the dining room. You slowly approach your fiance, hugging him from behind and kissing his neck. "Morning sleeping beauty." He says as he spins around to face you, pulling you into his warm and inviting embrace. "Goodmorning love." You respond as you nestle into his strong arms. "Where's Jorel?" You ponder aloud remebering you had an over night guest. "He's in the shower. He said he was gonna leave soon so Vanessa wouldn't bug him and accuse him over cheating like always." You nod understandingly as you get a whiff of the waffles Dylan must've made for breakfast a few hours earlier. "Here babe. Come sit down, have some breakfast. I'll make you some eggs and get you something to drink. Coffee or orange juice?" He says as he pulls out a chair for you to sit down in. "Orange juice?" You say, not completely sure if that's what you want. "Anything you want baby." He replies as he opens the fridge. He places a small glass of orange juice on the table where you're sitting and heads to the stove to make you eggs. "Sunny side up or scrambled?" He says as he cracks an egg in the pan. "Scrambled please?" You take a sip of your orange juice as Jorel walks in the room drying his short hair with a towel. "Good sleep?" You ask your guest. "Yeah. Wasn't too bad. Did you get enough sleep? With all that moaning I heard from the quest room last night...explains why you slept in so late." He says through a smirk on his face and patting Dylan on the back. A blush forms on your cheeks as Dylan chuckles at Jorel's remark. "Here babe. Enjoy." Dylan says as he places a plate with waffles and scrambled eggs to the side. "Oh. Wait!" Dylan says quickly taking the plate back. He races to the fridge pulling out 2 items, making sure you're not able to see them. You hear a spraying sound then the sound of something being chopped into pieces with a knife. Dylan walks to the table with the plate behind his back. "Here you go my love." He announces with a big grin on his face. "Scrabled eggs and waffles with whipped cream and sliced strawberries on top." Not only was there whipped cream and strawberries on top, but they were in the shape of a heart. You smile and pull him in for a kiss as a thank you for the wonderful breakfast. "Bleh." Jorel gags as Dylan sits next to you. You roll your eyes at Jorel and begin eating. "J, man, you wanna just chill here for a bit? We could go out, walk around town or something so you don't have to deal with V." Dylan offers in a sympathetic tone. "Nah man thanks. Can't run forever. Might as well face her now. Maybe she'll have cooled off by now." He states nonchalantly. "Alright." Dylan gets up to pour himself another cup of coffee. "I'm gonna head out now. Thanks for letting me stay the night." Jorel announces as he heads for the door with his phone and keys in hand. "And quit being so gay." He says teasingly to Dylan, referring to the romantic breakfast Dylan made you. Dylan rolls his eyes and punches Jorel on his arm playfully and walks him to the door. After shutting the door behind Jorel, Dylan heads back into the kitchen just as you finish the last of your eggs. You stand and put the plate in the sink, along with your glass. You walk up to Dylan who's still in the kitchen doorway. You untie your robe and pull it off your shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. "Let's hit the shower." You command in a seductive voice, pulling Dylan by the arm up the stairs. "Yes ma'am!" He exclaims with excitement in his voice. Halfway up the stairs, he wiggles out of your grip and picks you up in his arms, racing up the remaining steps and bolting through the bedroom door. You giggle at his actions and he grins at you as he places you on the bed, on your back. He slowly crawls on the bed and allows his eyes to meet yours. "God you're beautiful." You pull his face closer to yours until your lips meet his. He runs his hands up your sides, under your night gown, of course. You break the kiss and instead kiss his cheek, all the way down his jaw line, and a ways down his neck, stopping at his collar bone. You begin to suck on his collar bone as he attempts to pull your panties down. He groans as you continue sucking his collar bone to leave him a hickey. Next, you nibble on his ear, knowing that's something your fiance enjoys dearly. He sits you up so he can remove your night gown and you see this as an opportunity to remove his shirt as well. While doing so, you can see his erection through his sweat pants that fit him very well; they always made him look sexier than ever. You pull down his sweat pants as he's on his knees on the bed, unhooking your bra. You rub his erection with your hand teasingly, allowing a moan to escape his lips. You smirk, knowing exactly how to tease and pleasure him. He sits up and begins to suck upon your breast making you moan as well. "You're not the only one who can be a tease." He states. You ignore his remark and pull down his boxers, revealing his hard member. You take his member into your mouth and he throws his head back, moaning in please. You lick the underside of his length and suck on his testicales. You straddle him and he flips the two of you so he's on top. He inserts his member slowly inside, knowing that satisfies you. Soon after, he begins thrusting and you stifle a moan. He then rubs your outsides, knowing you can't hold thatin. The both of you moan and you dig your nails in his back- he's always loved it when you do that. His thrusts become faster, as do your moans. Shortly after, you feel a warm liquid squirt inside of you a few times. He moans in pleasure as he finishes releasing his load inside you. He falls beside you on the bed, the quickly jumps back up, inserting a finger inside you so you're able to climax as he did earlier. Once he's taken care of you like you did him, he lays beside you. You curl up into his chest and he wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer. The two of you were hot and sticky, but neither of you cared. Your head moved as his chest moved with each breath he took. The sound of his heartbeat is what put you to sleep.

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You're the first awake and decide to shower. You grab a shirt of Dylan's and a pair of his shorts as well. You pull out a white lace bra with a black bow in the center and a pair of matching panties. You grab the bluetooth speaker that was on your dresser and your phone as well. You turn on the shower and strip, switching on your speaker and pressing play on your phone. When you step under the warm water you sigh in relief. You begin singing along with the music, enjoying yourself. Once you've thoroughly washed yourself and have shaven your legs, you step out of the shower and wrap your your body in a towel. You grab a head wrap off the counter and wrap up your hair as well. You brush your teeth and rinse with mouth wash afterwards. You dry off your body and remove the head wrap from your hair. Once you get dressed, you head down stairs to grab a bite to eat. You reach the bottom of the stairs and head for the kitchen, picking up the kitten Dylan gave you- it was curled up by the kitchen door. It purred as you petted it and walked through the kitchen door. You set the kitten down and grabbed a small bowl from the cabinet and retrieved the milk jug from the refrigerator. The kitten's eyes lit up as you set the small bowl filled with milk in front of it. You chuckled at the happy kitten, trying to decide what to name it. Dylan walked into the kitchen as you became lost in thought. "Everything alright baby?" He questioned, letting out a yawn afterwards. "Yeah. Just can't figure out what to name the kitten you got me." You answer with a frown. "We could always name him Dylan." He says with a grin as he wraps his arms around your waist and pecks you on the cheek. "God no. I hate that name." You say in a sarcastic tone, brushing his arms off you. "Yeah right. You didn't mind screaming out that name the other night in the shower when Jorel was here." He says as he pushes you throiugh the kitchen door, causing the two of you to topple over on the couch. You slightly giggle and suddenly, Dylan begins tickling your sides. You burst into a fit of laughter, squirming underneath him. "I got you now! Say my name and I'll stop!" He chuckles and continues tickling. You manage to spit out, "Dy-Dylan!" in between laughs and he stops. He kisses you and helps you up, chuckling as you punch his shoulder. "Ow!" You roll your eyes and make you way to the kitchen to find your kitten. "Here Dilly-Dyl." You call out until the small fur ball appears in front of your feet. You pickhim up and carry him back to the couch, setting him on your lap. He purs as you stroke his fur and Dylan sits beside you. "Cute ain't he?" He says, petting the animal as well. "Of course, just like you." He lays his head on your shoulder, staring at the kitten in your lap. Suddenly, the doorbell rings. You place Dilly in Dylan's lap and walk to the door. The bell rings 3 more times, quickly, indicating whoever's ringing it is in a rush to talk to you or Dylan. Once you reach the door, you unlock the doorknob and before you can twist it the person on the other end does and pushes it open. "Is it true?!" A shaky voice screams. "Are you engaged?!" You look at the source of the voice, Danny. He has tears streaming down his face, and even from a distance, you're able to smell the alcohol on his breath. He scans your left hand, breaking into a loud sob and falling to his knees once he spots the ring, answering his own question. Dylan comes in, staring at Daniel whose sobbing increased. Dylan's eyes are cold when he first spots Daniel, then soften as they fill with compassion. He'd never seen Danny cry like that, no one had. You and Dylan stare at the sobbing man, not saying a word. Suddenly, Dylan picks Danny up in his arms and sets him on the couch. You give him a confused loook and he nods, assuring you he knows what he's doing and that it'll be alright. Will it be alright? You can't help but wonder. Dylan pulls you along into the kitchen to discuss what the plan is. "Look...," he begins.

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Author's Note:

Oh cx cliffhanger. Crazy right? I know c; So...thoughts? Vote, yeah? Thanks.(^.^) Anyways, sorry if the story seems like it's droning on. I've been busy and I honestly don't know where I'm going with it, so next chapter may take a while. Well...the end cx bye loves. Thank so you much for reading. It means a lot. Recommend it to your friends and/or share it? Thank you! Have a nice day/night!

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