The Babysitter

~19. Berlin's secret.~

A/n: damn let's go. The last few chapters..

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Stay healthy and kind🌷🍄🐮💗

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...And just like that, about four years went by and we kept repeating the lake trip.

There we laid. Arm in arm. Legs intertwined with each other's and somehow, it was still utterly comfortable. Breathless. I mean, after our sessions- no wonder.

My head rose from Cate's wet chest and I glared into her, in sweat covered, face. Immediately, missing the sound of her rapidly pounding heart.
The second our eyes locked, a wide smile allowed her straight teeth to flash. A bit more wrinkles showed on the outer corners of those orbs, exposing her beauty and sincerity deeply.

"Please don't ask for another round-" Cate exhaled and inhaled quickly, as the wide beam stayed. "I'm exhausted."

"Me too!" I grunted laughingly and nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck. "I'm so so done." A laugh slipped out of my mouth, allowing the hot breath to hit the woman's neck.

"I'm all sweaty." The blonde complained, whilst giggling. However, I kept crawling closer. "Honey!" She snorted out laughing and her warm hands tried to stop me, however they were after all just skimming along my skin, due to the sweat. "Stop it, it's disgusting!" Cate chuckled.

"It's not disgusting." I pouted and kissed her collarbone.

"So you enjoy snuggling up in my sweaty and stinky body?" The woman hummed questioning, the vibration touching the bridge of my nose, whilst it was in contact with her throat.

"I absolutely do. The more stinky, the better." I teased, causing her to smack her tongue. "My skunk."

"Oh shut up." Her hearted laugh filled the silence and suddenly a fluttering pulled through my belly, catching me off guard. "We need to get our things packed." And as fast as these words left her lips, she slipped away underneath my arms, leaving my body in the sweaty sheets, which rapidly grew colder.

Irritated by the strange feeling, I allowed two fingertips to lay on my lower abdomen.

Rattling of papers and blouses lingered in the air, before I turned on my back, leaned on my elbows and eyed the blonde, who just put a pair of underwear on.
Her divine back and the long waves of hair, covering half of it. Her delicate and smooth legs. The perfect ass- one could say, I was relishing the view immensely. -as if on cue, Cate turned around.

"Stop staring you pervert!"

A bunch of clothes hit my face, knocking me back down. "I'm admiring." I groaned and removed a bra from my face. -my bra.

There she stood, all dressed up. Loose pants and a sweatshirt. Her whole look was held in light colors, which compliment her mind, in a way.

I wasn't quite sure what exactly it was, but it seemed most reasonable to think, it was her aura or something spiritual -now that's absurd. It was probably just her skin tone, that suited those cream and light beige colors.

"Berlin is waiting. Now get dressed and help me packing." I mocked her inaudible and earned a deathly glare, showing me that it didn't go unnoticed. "Careful, miss Staple."

"Or what?" I teased and suddenly, Cate was slowing down her movements of packing.

The pair of jeans in her hands was lowered to the gene of the bed, meanwhile she approached and came to a stop next to me. Hot breathing hovered over my shoulder, as the blonde leaned in on my ear. Shivers ran down my body, filling me with excitement.