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Aurora Marie Jackson|22 ❧ Tulum, Mexico ❧
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Alonso's body was between her legs, his head laying between her thick thighs as his sweet little snores filled the room. Propping herself up peeking down as quietly as possible, watching as his head laid softly on her stomach and his arm reached up into her shirt touching her bare soft caramel skin.
She simply watched him for a brief moment, the orange and yellow hues of daylight rolled through the sheer curtains of her bedroom window, lighting up his prominent features. The dents on his forehead were like a pathway of stars she would love to run her finger over and trace them she couldn't help but stare.
He was beautiful like this. And if anyone deserved any contentment of this peace, it was him. He looked so peaceful and happy while he was asleep minus the bags up under his eyes and she didn't want to take that from him by waking him up.
It was a completely different take on the man who only hours ago had smoked and drunk his life away from being hurt and tired she hated that for him and wished him the better.
Now Aurora wasn't the type to think she could save a nigga or change him but somehow she knew that just from her being their for him as a friend, it would at least give him some kind of comfort.
Her hand reached to rub the pad of her thumb over his arched eyebrow that looked as if he had just got it waxed. A small hum of delight fell from his lips as he exhaled.
She thought about how she would quietly get from under him without him waking up but nothing came to mind.
"Alonso, I have to pee," she whisper yelled as she moved around moving her body upwards sliding from out from up under him. He groaned moving over before falling back into a deep slumber. She quickly got out of her bed before he could pull her back in as if she were his warm pillow.
Standing up, she stretched her arms, relishing in the sensation of the sun's rays on her skin. Her barefoot met her cold hardwood bedroom floor as she made her way over towards her dresser grabbing the ibuprofen pill bottle she walked back over towards the bed and sat the bottle down on the bedside table near Alonso.
She walked into her closet, reaching down, grabbing a water bottle from her mini-fridge before walking back and setting it down by the pill bottle.
She looked over at him, noticing he was now laying on his back with his left hand in his briefs and his right arm laying over his eyes as the cover laid dangerously on his waist.
