Chapter twelve- don't tell anybody...

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I woke up in Phil's arms and didn't want to get up. I melted back down into his muscular body and layed facing him for a while. I admired every feature that he was blessed with. His sharp jawline, his deep-set eyes, his soft pink lips that always had a smile coming from them. His body was muscular and lean. 

Watching him sleep was so relaxing. I rested my head on his chest and then interlocked my hand with his. I wanted this every morning. But at the same time, I didn't know if I was ready to love again. I didn't know if he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Maybe he only like me for my body, maybe he only liked me for what I let him do to me. I mean I loved it too, but I wanted us to be more than just fuck-buddies. Was that so hard to ask for?

I felt a strong, veiny arm pull me in and looked up to see Phil looking down at me. I looked at him and smiled whilst I pushed the hair out of his face with my hand. 

"Good morning princess," His raspy voice was so sexy. I wanted to kiss him on the spot. "Did you sleep well love?" He grinned down at me. I nodded my head at him and smiled. I had never met  a man who could be such a dick, so sweet and so hot, all within the same minute. 

After about ten minutes of me laying on his chest still, he fell back asleep with me in his arms. I checked the clock and saw it was 6:30 so decided to get up as we still had training today. As I got up out of the bed, I felt a hand grab my wrist and pull me back slightly. 

"Please, just ten more minutes princess," Phil was looking at me with his eyes only just open. 

"Oh, so somebody wants me now then? What happened to cocky Phil?" I looked at him whilst grinning, I knew that I had caught him out and nothing that he said could make him look like he hated me right now.

"No, you are just really warm. I'm cold so I need you to come back and warm me up." Of course, he still said something which made him look like he was just using me and still hated me. 

"Fine, 5 minutes and then I'm getting ready." I slid back into bed and Phil pulled me towards him whilst placing his hands on my lower back and burrowing his head in my neck. It made me feel special that he so badly wanted to hug me. No boy had ever treated me with as much respect as Phil did. Most of the boys that I met would just have sex with me, quite a lot of them just fucked me without my consent. Quite a lot of them raped me and treated me like shit, it was the only kind of love from a boy that I knew, until Phil. 

It had been at least 15 minutes now and I really wanted to stay and cuddle with Phil for longer, but I knew that I had to get ready. I kissed phil on the cheek before getting out of bed and heading into the bathroom. "I'm getting ready now, I'll be back in a sec." I looked back to him staring at me and biting his lip. Not going to lie, it really made me want to have sex with him but I remembered that right now I had to get ready for work. 

I was in the shower and was just about finishing up when I felt a hand on my hip. I opened my eyes after wiping my face with a cupped hand full of water. Phil was stood infront of me with both of his hands gripping onto my curvy hips. I looked at him and before either of us could say anything I kissed him. He kissed me back and pushed me up against the shower wall before teasing me. He put his hand down to where my pussy was and started rubbing by me entrance. After three minutes of me moaning in his ear whilst he rubbed me, he turned the shower water off and walked out of the shower. 

I looked at him and sulked, "Are you joking?" I wanted him so much and he knew that he had made me far more than just horny in the shower. 

"Patience princess, we have training in half an hour."

He was grinning at me whilst I walked out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I walked out of the bathroom and wanted to wear something that I knew would make Phil wish he had never teased me. I pulled out the most casual yet still sexy outfit I could find. I had to make sure that whatever I picked was suitable for work. That's why I decided on this:

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