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☆ᴛᴡ: ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ
ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ (>ᴗ•)ᴛʜᴇᴀ
I WOKE UP SORE AS HELL. But last night felt amazing. The entire night was so special to me. To both of us.
Ethan was still asleep when I got up to use his restroom. The purple bruises catch my attention when I look at myself in the mirror. They were scattered all around my neck, and chest area.
I do my business and decide to take a shower this time. After the bath we got right into bed and slept. I didn't wash my body, I just lathered myself in the water. The warm water relaxed my tights muscles, which felt amazing.
My body tensed when I felt a presence behind me. It could only be Ethan. I smile at the thought of his name.
His big arms wrap around my waist, giving them slow circular motions. I tilt my head back, enjoying the sensation. He's not doing much but I was tired so it felt good. The silence helped too.
"Last night was amazing." Indeed it was. It's the only thing I've been able to think about.
"It was." I hum. Too tired to give any energy to my response.
"Did I tire you out too much?" My eyes roll when I hear him chuckle. My phone buzzes with multiple messages, it's probably Sam. I better answer before she freaks out.
I open the sliding glass door to reach for my phone that's on the sink countertop. Sam texted me a whole 13 times. I groan as I read the latest message.
Sam
If you're not back in 10 minutes, I'm coming to get you myself.My groaning catches Ethan's attention, "What's wrong?" He asks.
"I have to be back in ten minutes." I pout. I was hoping we could, do what we did last night again. I set my phone down and returned under the warm water.
"Why are you pouting?" He chuckles, making me smile. "I have to be back in ten minutes." I said, grabbing the bar of dove soap, lathering it around my whole body. Now he was the one pouting.
Then his pout turned into a cheeky grin. "What?" Setting the bar of soap down and picking up the shampoo bottle. Ethan's hands wrapped around my waist. I could feel his hot breath under my ear, I instantly set the bottle down. My arms finding their way around his neck.
"You know what that means." I didn't know what that meant. Was I missing something here? He noticed the confusion swirling around in my pupils. He chuckles, bringing his lips down onto mine. The kiss only lasted a few seconds.
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