Angelica, a tattooed woman who keeps her emotions and depressing past to herself, and Vinnie, the guy who recently got cheated on by his Ex-Girlfriend - both meet one night. Angelica drinks her night away and wakes up in his bed.
She leaves the nex...
"This is delicious," i say, sipping on the remains of hot chocolate - with plump pieces of marshmallow floating on top - while laying my back on Vinnie's chest with his arms wrapped around me.
"Last Christmas I gave you my heart" the faint radio continued to play flawless Christmas music in the blurred background.
"But the very next day you gave it away," Vinnie playfully sung, cuddling me more.
"This year, to save me from tears," I sung along with him, feeling silly along with him.
Remember what I said the other day about love? I admit that's what I'm falling into with him. I admire everything about him, including everything the eyes can not see. His vibe is so...euphoric. Notice i cut on my drinking...and normally i would drink myself until i was drunk, dizzy, and fell out.
Im surprised it hasn't been too crazy, I'm thankful for no extreme alcohol poisoning.
Something outside caught my attention. It was the amount of noise from the balcony and the quick sight of something that was tiny to flash through the dark night sky.
"Look," I shot up, hastily walking to the balcony to see the shooting stars.
I ignored the harsh air that instantly hit my body and took a place at the city lights. The one part I enjoyed was the spirit everyone had, and this city was full of those exact people. Few people stood on their balconies too, gazing at the city's nightlife that was so awake.
One of the building decided to light their rooms to look like a heart.
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"Aren't you cold?" Vinnie's sudden breath startled me a bit. His usual smirk ran along his face and he pressed his body against mine, letting me feel the breathtaking details of his body.
His touch warmed my body while he ran his fingers against my skin just before completely hugging me from the back so secure.
"Not at all," I smiled to myself, continuing to glance at the city with Vinnie's love wrapped around me.
"Make a wish," I whispered, watching the air leave my mouth.
"Mmn," Vinnie's husky voice smacked on my skin from behind as he kissed me on my cheek.
I slowly closed my eyes as the pleasure made a wave along the rest of my blood.
"Did you make a wish, tattoo boy?" I opened my eyes, batting them and turning around to look him in the eyes.
" It wasn't necessary because I already have you." He whispered the last part but I was still able to hear. I watched the cold air clear out of his mouth as he whispered the last part. His mouth curved into a smile and...
Last Christmas's rhythm began to fade the more the song reached its end. When the host of the radio said her Christmas wishes for everyone, Vinnie and I ended up pressing lips on the cold balcony, warmed by each other's presence.
The next thing I knew, we were continuing to move our make-out inside, then clothes were being removed, and lastly, the Christmas music could no longer be heard over the arousing noises, bed rocking, and other love sounds.
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"Damn," I heavily panted, lifting myself and adjusting my underwear before I laid on his chest, exhausted and satisfied.
While I rested my head onto his chest, I watched Vinnie's lips slightly separated as he gulped for air, looking up at the ceiling. His shakey arms rested on me, meanwhile, my hand rested on his chest.
While we quietly laid there for a moment, I thought about it all, reminiscencing.
Vinnie and I made love on Christmas eve.
Instead of him leaving for Hawaii, he stayed for me and healed me on a day that hurt most. Instead of focusing on the loss and depression, I focused on him.
He clouded my mind like no other, and all I wanted was for him to love me back.
Without giving too much detail, Vinnie's bedroom skill was maxed. He definitely knew how to please a woman, especially a woman that doesn't even know how to please herself.
He took that dominant spot that I've always searched for. He gave me every bit of energy when he placed my leg over his shoulder. But he was also respectful, asking me for consent, asking if i was okay, and even asking if he was going too deep.
After a while, i decided to be a top instead of the bottom, and i rode him after making sure he kept his seatbelt on. He laid back and pushes his hips up to re-adjust himself before what we did was done. He cursed under his breath and clenched his jaw the more we made l.o.v.e.
Vinnie had my heart forever now. I was proudly able to say I love him in my mind, but letting the words slip through my mouth would feel like a slur.
I was mostly that way because I'm not sure he'll say it back.
