GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa

#FORTY THREE.

We lay there quietly together for sometime. Nick behaves himself for the most part, but he does stroke the outer part of my bare thigh, getting dangerously close to my ass. His fingers lightly brush across my skin, making it tickle. I can feel we were both enjoying this moment, our breathing gradually picking up speed every so often.

"Your skin is so soft.." He whispers into my ear then, he dips his face down into my neck, sending chills across my body. He takes a deep breath. "You smell so good, too." He adds.

"Well, I did just take a shower." I softly, say.

"Mhmm." He replies, moving his hand up my back and scooting me in closer to him.

I place my leg over the top of him now, my thigh rest over his waist. I can feel him below me, he was semi hard. His other hand now grips that thigh, holding it over him and keeping it in place.

"I've missed you so much." I whisper.

"I know, Lili. I know." He sighs. "I've been missing you, too."

He pulls the sheet up over our heads and we turn into each other now. He very, softly kisses me.

"We shouldn't be doing this." I tell him.

"I just really wanted to kiss you again." He replies, tilting my chin up with his hand, he kisses me once more. It was slow and gentle, the tip of his tongue leisurely rolls over mine.

"Do you want to fuck me again, too?" I purr.

"Yes, but not tonight okay, Lili?" He whispers back.

The next morning.

The next morning I wake up and notice Nick is gone, but I smell food cooking in the kitchen. I get up from the couch and walk into the kitchen to find Nick making eggs and bacon on the stove.

I smile at him as he turns around to see me standing there. "Oh, he makes his own bacon." I say, jokingly.

"Yes, I do make my own food sometimes." His eyes wonder over my body as he gives me a smirk.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I laugh. "Do I look crazy or something?" I ask, tucking some hair behind my ear.

"You look adorable." He replies.

"Oh, okay. Thanks." I answer, still not fully convinced I didn't look like a hot mess.

"I'm fucking starving." He says, while staring at me.

"Well, it looks like your food is almost done."

"No, I mean like, I'm really, really hungry." He continues to stare at me.

I laugh. "Okay?" I was confused.

He swiftly comes over to me and hoists me up around his waist, without any warning. He lays me across the countertop. "Yeah, this will do." He says.

I giggle wildly. "Nick, what are you doing?" I ask, posting up on my elbows.

He brings my legs up and starts kissing the enter part of my thighs.