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Warm bedsheets, it's so hot................heavy........hot and heavy.
I open my eyes, it takes me a moment to adjust to the light.
I look down and see Hardin on top of me, I run my hand up and down his back gently. I trace my fingers over his scars softly, I feel his light gasps of air on my neck.
His scars are so incredibly deep, it's honestly scary. I still can't believe that someone did this to a child, that someone was able to do this to another person. He was only a little boy, how.............who is that much of a monster. I just hate how much Hardin has been through, how much pain he has suffered his whole life.
By the scars I can tell that once the skin was healed it was ripped open again, I just hate those people for what they did to him.
I just hope I can help sooth some of his pain.
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I gently run my hand up and down his bare back while I stroke his hair and brush it off his face while I slick it back, he has such a beautiful face. He looks so happy when he's sleeping, it's like he's finally at peace.
I lightly graze my fingertips over his nose and trace his lips before I graze my thumb over his cheek. I continue to trace his scars while I stroke his cheek, gosh I love this man more than breathing.
"I love you Hardin." I whisper so I don't wake him.
"I love you more baby."
He grins.
"You're awake? I thought you were asleep." I say with a smile.
He leans in and kisses my neck.
"I've been awake this whole time Tess."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because your touch felt so nice, I didn't wanna move...........I didn't want you to stop."
I continue to stroke his back while he moves his kisses from my neck to my face, he kisses me all over my face until he reaches my lips.
He kisses me deeply, it's soft and hard all at once in a wonderful mix of hot and gentle as he caresses my thighs with his hands slowly. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer as we kiss, it's like no matter how close he is I want him closer. To always be feeling him.
I place my hands on the back on his head and lightly pull his hair, he moans into my mouth. His hands reach the tops of my thighs, he inches his hands forward and squeezes my hips while he grinds his hips against me. He already has a boner this early in the morning.
Wait a minute.......morning?
I open my eyes and look at the clock on his nightstand.
I place my hands on his chest, he pulls away and looks down at me.
"What happened? You're not into it?" He ask.
"No..........yes.....of course I am, but look at the time we are so late for work, I forgot to set my alarm."
He sighs in relief before he leans in and continues to kiss me.
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Before He Lied
FanfictionThe coming of age Tessa Young finds herself in a difficult position when she has to chose between what feels right and what is best. The bad boy player Hardin Scott must chose to deny his feelings or allow himself to be happy. Will love be enough to...