𝙸𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎| ✔︎

019 | Juliet

As I lay in bed looking at the person next to me, I feel amazing.

I guess, I also feel a little awkward. Last night felt different. Ive never done such thing, but it was awesome.

Aiden was awesome.

He made sure I felt good and didn't worry about himself. So selfless. I felt out of this world.

There's no real world to describe it.

It's like there was a mix of fireworks and butterflies inside me. I couldn't think about anything or control anything.

There was a sensation like when I'm reading those intimate scenes. But this time I felt satisfied once I had climaxed.

It was different, and I like it.

I feel bad I couldn't give Aiden the same amount of pleasure he gave me last night.

Its not like I would know what to do either way. I have an idea, but I would probably mess up.

Aiden was extremely nice to me and my body. He's perfect and I don't understand how.

He can do whatever he wants, and he would do it perfectly.

Mia really did raise him right.

I peered out his window. Everything outside was peaceful. The sun was already out, and the birds chirped from outside. It felt like a dream, that I didn't want to wake up from.

The house was silent and the only noise I could hear was the soft breathes coming next from next to me.

Glancing to the perfect person next to me, I feel a small grin appear on my face. The weight of his arm, keep me locked in bed. His face is near my shoulder and his leg is thrown over me.

He's warm, he always is.

His chiseled face glowed against the sunlight peeking through the window. His eyes were closed, his eyelashes kissing under his eye.

Those are some nice eyelashes.

His straight and delicate nose, centered perfectly on his face. His soft pink lips, with a sharp cupids bow.

Lips that were all over me last night.

"Are you staring at me," Aiden's rumbling voice said. I jumped slightly and the smallest gasps flew out my mouth.

"No..." I lied feeling my cheeks burn.

"Why are you lying, huh?" his eyes stayed closed. How does he know?

"Im not lying, you cant even see me." I tapped his eyelids, making sure not to poke them.

"I can feel you looking at me." His eyes fluttered open.

"Your going crazy," I utter and snuggle closer to him.

"Yea, sure." His hand travels lower to my butt.

"Sir, keep your hands to yourself." I wrap my hand around his wrist, pulling it up.

"Oh, so now you don't want me to touch you," he teased.

"I don't know what your talking about." I shrugged my shoulders, hiding my face from him.

I could probably cook an egg on my cheeks, from how hot they are.

"Are you sure?" He hummed. His hand trailed lower and cupped between my legs. A small whimper flew out of my mouth.

My hand immediately went to hold onto his wrist.