*I decided I wasn't quite done with this book so I'm gonna write a few more bonus chapters... I hope y'all enjoy! Also, so sorry this took so long to write!
(The dress is going to be mentioned later in the story)
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"Fuck, it's so tight" Dean groans out.
"Just keep pushing it in!" I almost whine out.
We continue to try to fit all of my clothes in his dresser already filled with his clothes.
"Maybe we should get another one?" Dean recommends with a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Where would we put another dresser?" I ask rhetorically, knowing it'd piss Dean off. I don't know what it is about pissing him off, but I love it!
"Maybe if you stopped making unnecessary remarks, we could actually figure some of this shit out." The tone in his voice gives me satisfaction, knowing I completely pissed him off for the day.
Okay, maybe it was unnecessary and immature to want to set him off— I just liked what happened after that.
"Maybe if you fuck me I won't have enough energy to make a remark." I smirk at him, making his head whip to look at me, caught off guard at what I just said.
He leans on the dressed and tips his head back, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. "You know, if you wanted my dick you could've just asked." He says, his voice still pained with annoyance.
"What's the fun in asking?" I shrug my shoulders and continue unpacking my bags. I start by folding my pjs, hoping I can find a place to put them.
"If we are gonna be living together from now on, you need to get better at communication." He rolls his eyes and walks towards the bed. He walks to the bed and lays down on his back, making sure to watch my every move.
I don't know why he always has to be so stubborn. He never takes a hint and even if I say what I want, he still wants me to ask. I could tell a part of him got off on me begging.
I just moved into his place today. It's been stressful but he was good at managing stress unlike me. I wanted to live in an apartment by ourselves but Axel is gonna be here for a while. The lease isn't over until the end of this school year.
"Why would I communicate something you already know I want, hmm?" I say seductively, hoping to get some kind of reaction out of him. However, as I suspected, he stays neutral.
"Because sometimes I want to hear exactly what you want, so I know exactly how to give it to you." His deep voice doesn't help me stay focused.
"You always seem to figure it out." I finish folding my pjs, and start shoving them in the tight-spaced dresser. I take the rest of the random necessities I have off of his bed and toss them on the floor near my bags, where I'll take care of it later. However, right now I was preoccupied with doing something— someone else.
I head over to the bed and climb on the soft mattress and lay down next to a now distracted Dean. "Will you get off your phone and pay attention to me?" I ask, feeling more clingy than usual. "Okay. Now what?" he sets his phone down and looks at me with his brown eyes that could make me melt.
"Now, you take care of me, and I take care of you." I smirk, and he smirks back. That is one of the many things I love about Dean. His sex drive always matches mine.
"And how would I take care of you?" He slips my shirt over my head, revealing my black lace bra. "Maybe if I kiss you here..." He starts by kissing my jawline, and moves his way down to my chest.
Soft moans fill the room as Dean continues to place slow, wet kisses all over my body. He slipped my shorts off and revealed my matching black lace thong— it's his favorite pair I wear.
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