𝗚𝗟𝗨𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗚 ᵉˡˡᶤᵉ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

⌠16⌡

august 16th

the sun slowly wakes you up this morning. it all feels blurry, as if the dream you were in is trying to capture you. you fight your slumber, because you would definitely fall asleep again. there is nothing more peaceful than the sound of birds that have already been awake for hours, the slight breeze making the white curtains dance, and her hand that still manages to caress your arm in her sleep.

you dreamt of her lips and hands. you dreamt of her lovely voice and the sensation of her hair on your shoulder when she kissed your neck. and even now, almost completely awake, it is as if you are still in a dream.

ellie faces you. her body moves as she breathes slowly in her sleep. your brain is empty of rational thoughts, but filled with freckles. those goddamn freckles appearing under the sun that you could count if you wanted to.

you think of last night. you think of the looks and touches, the kisses interrupted by your breathings, the kisses that made you want to say 'fuck it'. you think of her long fingers working inside of you, so deep and so good. you think of her eyes and the vulnerability in her voice as she whimpered, begging for more of you.

a girl kissed and touched you for the first time last night. it was scary at first, to discover how soft a woman's lips can be. it is also so scary to know that you won't be feeling them anymore after august. but then, you look at her, and on the morning of your sixteenth day in the house by the lake, you are glad to have accepted dina's invitation.

ellie also dreamt. she dreamt of last night and what it could have been if you two would have done more. she dreamt of undressing you just as she did last night. her hands carefully helped you take off your panties, soaked by her voice, her eyes and her words, and guiding them at your feet. she could see again the way a dress can perfectly fall on the ground as it reveals your back, lightened in a unique way by the one light that was not turned off yet. she would feel, again, your shaking hand taking hers to guide her on the bed, after you watched her getting naked, your widen eyes processing the sight of her breasts as if you haven't seen them already in the bathtub.

you would both hide yourselves under the bedsheets after sharing another kiss. and then, her brain couldn't stop itself from imagining taking you completely. fucking you on the bed, slowly not to torture you, but slowly so the moment would last longer.

ellie's smell in the morning is divine. it enters your brain at every breath you take, and sometimes, you find yourself taking short and quick breathings, just to not lose the smell, to discover it again and again.

when she opens her eyes, she remembers every detail of her dream, and you are as pretty as you were in it. she always had something for girls who make her stomach hurt. the sensation is just too good. you, you destroy it, you take it and rip it off, and as you look at each other in complete silence, she knows that by the end of august, you will not be just a simple crush; you will be a craving. a craving doesn't let you sleep, it haunts you, just like you do now.

she doesn't want it to stop though, at all. maybe september will be the worst month of the year, maybe she will always remember august 31st. but the fear disappears when she puts your hair behind your ear.

'good morning' you whisper, slightly turning your head because of your morning breath.

'good morning' the smile on her face is reassuring. summer will be nice, it has to be. no heartbreaks and tears will change that.

ellie hesitates, thinking of the right words.

'about last night...' she begins to talk, still wondering if mentioning any of this is a good idea. she doesn't want you to change your mind or to regret. 'can we talk about it ?'