mornings.

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Rafe hovered over me as I laid angelically on his bed. He smiled looking down at me before he started kissing my neck. My hands were in his hair as I shut my eyes. His hands were on the sides of me on the bed, he lifted himself up so he wouldn't hurt me by laying on me, his abs were still on me. His mouth traveled from my jawline to my lips as we started making out. I put my hand over top one of his, he grabbed it placing it down on the bed as he interlaced his fingers into mine. His other hand moved under my shirt ridding up and down on my stomach. With one hand he slid his hand down to my hip as he lightly lifted me off the bed, arching my back making our hips closer together. We both smiled into the kiss, we were happier than ever. 

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