12. You sunshine, you temptress

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Dakota

When I wake up, my head is still on Billie's lap and she is still running her hand through my hair. I sigh slightly, feeling the stinging in my eyes from all of the crying I did. I open my eyes and see Billie looking down at me with a soft look in her eyes and a small smile on her face.

"Did you have a good nap?" She asks in a gentle voice and I nod.

"You're lap is very comfortable." I say, my voice groggy from sleep. She smirks a little and leans down slightly.

"You know what is more comfortable?" She asks and my eyes shift down to her chest but bounce back up to her eyes.

"What?" I ask, my voice going deeper. Her smirk widens and I let my face fall.

"The bed." She says and I say. I chuckle a little and close my eyes again. When I woke up, she was a ray of sunshine but now she's just being a temptress. I don't know if she realises this or not but I've gone nearly 3 weeks without sex and her teasing me like this is nearly killing me.

"You're killing me." I say and groan as I sit up right on the couch. I lean forward and grab the tv remote, turning it off.

"Uh- I was watching that." She says and I smirk at her.

"Well, you can come watch me lay in your bed instead." I say and she sighs but stands up anyway. I get up and run to her, picking her up. She squeals and lets out a loud laugh. Her legs wrap around my waist and her arms slither around my neck so that she doesn't fall, not that I'd let her.

Her door is already slightly cracked so I use my foot to push it open and then to close it. I walk over to the bed, laying her down softly and laying down right next to her. She turns on her side to look at me and I smile at her.

"Why don't you ever lay in between my legs?" She asks and I raise a brow at her.

"In what way?" I ask with a smirk, causing a blush to rise on her cheeks and she rolls her eyes.

"Like when you lay me down, you always crawl over beside me but never on top of me." She says and I smirk.

"If you wanted me ontop of you or between your legs, all you have to do is ask." I say and her cheeks get even redder.

"I'm just messing with you." I say with a chuckle and lean over, kissing her lips softly. I feel her smile against my lips and I can kiss a little deeper. She pulls away and looks into my eyes, staring deep into my soul.

"You're so pretty." She whispers and I smile at her.

"Says you." I say and she smiles, leaning into me and kissing me again before wrapping her arms around me and laying her head on my chest. Over the past week, I've become used to her touching me. Usually I would tense up or push whoever it was away but her touch feels different. It's gentle and like she won't hurt me. It's a wonderful feeling. I sigh in comfort, my eyes closing and I just lay there holding her.

"You know, ever since the first night you stayed with me, I dreamed of doing this." She says softly and I hum at her to explain.

"Don't laugh but I was jealous because you put your phone down on your chest. I wanted to be there instead of your phone." She says and I chuckle a little.

"I said don't laugh." She says and buries her head into my chest. I wrap my arms around her shoulders and laugh a little.

"It's okay baby. This spot is only reserved for you now." I say and her head lifts up. I open my eyes and look down at her. Her eyes lock with mine and we just hold the eye contact for a few seconds.

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