BIBLE
I wake up before Jeff for the first time and after the night we've had, I understand.
I turn to look at Jeff, lying on his stomach but his face is turned to me, and... he's perfect.
There was never been a time since meeting Jeff that I never thought the man was perfect. From his face to his body and voice but honestly, it's more than just his outer appearance.
If I was going for looks alone, I would have fallen for all of my friend group because they are all good-looking in unique ways but... there is something about Jeff... about being close to him that made me want him.
No, it goes beyond looks although in my eyes... Jeff is perfect. Inside out.
"Bible?" his voice is husky when he speaks but his eyes remain closed which makes me think he's talking in his sleep but he's not.
"How long have you been awake?" I ask, leaning in and brushing my lips softly against his.
"Long enough to feel your stare on me," he says, his eyes blinking open to watch me. "No breakfast in bed?"
I chuckle, reaching over to the bedside table to grab my phone to check the time. Jeff is the better cook between us and although I can get along just fine in the kitchen, his skills are better than mine.
"I'm sure I can whip up some pancakes and eggs."
"Please don't burn down my kitchen," he warns, teasingly. "I just got it remodeled."
"I think I can manage just fine. Have some faith in me."
I climb out of bed and head for the bathroom to get cleaned up before heading downstairs to make us breakfast. Jeff joins me a few minutes later, freshly showered with water dripping down his shoulders, and that is all it takes to have my cock filling up in my pants.
I am a simple man with simple needs but Jeff turns those simple desires into this insatiable hunger to be close to him every breathing second.
"Did you speak to your manager about today?" he asks, making himself a cup of instant coffee.
"What about today?" I ask, feigning confusion but he flashes me a single glare which has me chuckling.
"I called off a show to spend Valentine's with you, Bible. You better be in this house the entire time."
"Is that a threat?" I ask, leaning in to brush my lips over his and tasting the caffeine on his tongue. Goddamn, why does the coffee taste so good on his lips?
"Don't test me, Bible."
I chuckle, pulling away to carry on with the task at hand. "Yes, Jeff. I spoke to my manager about taking the day off from all promotional activities. He said I should have a social media presence and post something cheesy but I'll see."
"Good," he says, grabbing the back of my neck and kissing me. His kiss is hard and possessive, so unlike my soft ones. We're like polar opposites but we match in desire.
When he pulls back and our dazed eyes meet, I question how it was I lived before this moment. How the hell did I even survive before he was in my life? I've never experienced such desire before.
"What do you want to do today?" I breathe, my chest heaving like I just ran a mile and not just kissed my boyfriend.
"Breakfast, take out later, and a movie. Just us."
"Sounds magical."
"Good, now finish making us that breakfast, you're slow."
I shake my head, holding back the need to point out that I would probably have been done by now if he didn't keep kissing me every second he could.
