𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞

Champaign & Sunshine

Third person pov

Mads woke up late the next day. Seeing how they were no longer sleeping together. She peeled off the bed, eyes narrowed because of the light shining through a crack in the drapes.

She looked over next to her. A tan back.

Deja vu.

Josh was laying on his stomach, hugging the pillow. Face buried in it. Her eyes settled to the light, and she looked down at him. Then to her phone which was on the nightstand on his side.

She reached over, hovering over him, the phone was pretty far, so she ended up accidentally waking him up, still trying to reach it, she heard..

Jh:I love waking up to this

She looked down, finally getting a hold of her phone, she saw him peaking up, he smiled at her, looking down at her chest.

She rolled her eyes and moved away. He turned onto his back.

She went on her phone, checking her messages.

Avani

Did you get home okay?

Yes! I was just rlly tired I couldn't even check my phone, sry

Mads ignored the uncomfortable feeling of lying to her friend. She got up and stretched.

M:I rlly wanna shower, are you gonna?

Jh:are you saying I smell bad?

M:hm, well I was gonna suggest you join me but if you're too smug for that..

She walked into the bathroom. Seconds later he stumbled in after her.
She looked at herself in the mirror with him behind her, she examined her neck, her chest.. She looked at him through the mirror as he smirked at her.

M:tooth brush

Josh leaned down beneath the sink, pulling out a new toothbrush.

They both brushed their teeth then josh started the shower, waiting for it to get warm he walked over to mads who was leaning, back against the sink. He trapped her with his arms on either side of her, propped up on the sink. He leaned in kissing her chin, peppering her cheek, then going to her lips. He pushed her head up as she threaded her fingers into his bed headed hair. He kissed her, her knee inching up, rubbing onto his thigh, then, he felt the shiver of her nails trailing down his side, stopping at the waistband of his shorts. She tugged, removing the piece of clothing then pushing him into the shower, his back hit the wall, hair wetting and covering his eyes. She kissed him as her hands roamed his body.
Josh disagreed and took her into his arms, turning her around and pushing her against the glass wall of the shower, he stood behind her, panting, his fingers danced over to unhook her bra, and he did, he slid the straps down her arms, water trailing after his touch. She reached behind from above her, hands around the back of his neck as he kissed the base of her neck, her collarbone, shoulder, his hands now down to her panties, sliding them off ever so slowly.
Continuing to flower her with kisses one hand of his went up to caress her breast the other moving down.

M:you're killing me josh

50% shower 50% sex