What I Never Knew I Needed

Ch. 39 - Angel

Angel - FINNEAS

"You're an angel, In disguise. You're an angel, In my eyes."

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Y/N's POV

What is it about this woman that makes me absolutely lose my damn mind?

I can't believe I told her I loved her. I mean, I wasn't lying or forcing anything, but I didn't make the conscious decision to say that. I just had so many emotions bubbling up to the surface at the time and I felt like if I didn't say it, I was going to explode.

Was it too soon? It was definitely fast, I won't deny that, and that fact does scare me a little bit. But, I felt it with every fiber in my being and with my past luck in relationships, I've decided that I need to tell people how I feel when I feel it. No more holding shit back.

Thank, fuck she said it back, though.

I laid Lizzie down on the bed and attached my lips to her pulse point and sucked on it gently. Tonight wasn't about fucking like wild animals. We'll do that another time. Tonight was about Liz and making love to my girlfriend. The woman who has given me so much strength in the past few months to pick myself up and take steps to bettering my life and mental health.

I heard Lizzie let out a soft moan as my lips worked along her neck to her collar bones, sucking and licking a path from one side to the other.

I felt Lizzie grab my biceps and try to flip us over to where she was on top, but I planted my knee into the mattress to stop her efforts.

She let out a huff of annoyance at my protest but I just chuckled in response. I leaned down to her ear and whispered as sensually as I could.

"What's wrong, baby? Not getting your way?"

I pulled back smirking and noticed her heightened, flustered face gave me an impatient look. "I want to take care of you." She breathed back.

I smiled down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before speaking again. "I appreciate that. But tonight is about you, love. You have given me so much courage the past few months, not to mention the past 24 hours. I just want to make love to my girlfriend, Liz. Okay?"

With glossy eyes, Lizzie smiled up at me and nodded as she grabbed the back of my head and crashed our lips back together in a passionate kiss. "I like your plan." She mumbled against my lips which made me chuckle.

I lifted my body to where I was straddling her hips and slid my hands down to the hem of her t-shirt. Lizzie sat up to help assist me and I pulled her shirt over her head and watched as her hair tumbled perfectly around her shoulders and chest, cupping her breasts over her bra.

Our faces were millimeters apart and I could see her stomach flexing as her uneven breaths were going in and out.

I reached around her with one hand and swiftly unclasped her bra. Bringing my hands to her shoulders, I slowly drug the straps down her arms and discarded the bra to the side. I leaned forward and left a few hot, open mouthed kisses on her neck before pulling away again to take in the perfection that is Elizabeth Chase Olsen.

I ran my hand over my face, purely overwhelmed with the woman sitting under me. "You are perfection itself, Elizabeth." I whispered.

My use of her full name took her by surprise and made her slightly gasp, so I took advantage of it, grabbing her face and slipping my tongue into her mouth, savoring the feeling of her tongue against my own.

Lizzie let her hands drop to the hem of my shirt and slowly lifted it up as well, making me break the kiss to get the shirt off. She tossed the shirt somewhere in the room and placed her hands on my stomach, slowly sliding them up before cupping each of my breasts in her hands through my sports bra. She ran her thumbs over my already erect nipples that were pushing at the material that was holding them back. I let out a shaky breath at the feeling of her hands on me and then felt her move them again to slide the front zipper down on the bra.