𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚢 ✯ 𝙿𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝙿𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗♪

la doble p 8 ⊙

Sorry for being so late guys , i've been feeling so down . However , here's a long chapter bcs i felt bad for not updating for a whole month . I still won't promise a regular update . I'm not feeling really well to say the least .
I hate making you depressed with me so here's a smutty chapter
Sincerely ᵏ 💋⚰️
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(𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍)
How i hate winter nights! When your finger tips start to freeze and it hurts your nose to even breath . Unsupportable . Even if it doesn't get that cold during this season in mexico . Winter still sucks , i'm more of a summer girl , sandy beaches , burning sun , shots at the beach bar and tanning . Perfection . I smile at the thought of it . So sweet . But for now , all i have is a hot chocolate and thick covers to keep me warm. I put my mug on the night table near me and put my heavy head on the pillow . Hopefully sleeping will bring me some peace.

As i turn off the lights , the bathroom door swings open .
" Sleeping already? I thought we're doing a movie marathon tonight "
peso says rubbing his dripping wet hair with a small towel.

"I know, I know,"
I sigh as he crawls beneath the covers with me, pulling the blankets higher over our heads.  The warmth radiates a soothing feeling around my body, and I snuggle up close to him, burying my face in his chest.  He wraps his arms around me, and for a moment I can almost pretend I'm on a beach, feeling the warm embrace of summer.  But then he ruins the illusion by whispering something in my ear.  "I'm not ready for sleep just yet."

"I know," I grumble, rolling over to face him.  His breath is warm against my neck, and the smell of his cologne fills my nose, making my heart rate pick up slightly.  As he presses himself against me, one of his hands slips down to my thigh.  I close my eyes, trying my best to stay calm, but his touch is making that very difficult.

"Hey, relax," he laughs, bringing his hands up to my face, framing my jaw with his palms.  "I just think it's been a while since we've, you know, spent some time together."  His breath tickles my skin, sending shivers running through my whole body.  I let out a weak chuckle, trying to cover up my nerves.  "I know, it has," I mumble, trying to think of an excuse to not go any further but finding it difficult to form a coherent thought when he's touching me like this.
"Exactly," he agrees, his voice laced with a mixture of playfulness and desire.  His fingers trace the curve of my collar bone, a playful gesture causing goose bumps to sprout on my skin.  I shudder at the touch, but I'm not sure if it's from the cold chill in the air or his  touch.  "It has," I reply quietly, barely able to form a full sentence as his fingers slowly travel lower down my body. "you have anything ... Specific in mind?" "I think you know exactly what I have in mind," he chuckles, letting his hand continue its   journey down my leg.  I feel my body start to heat up as his fingertips run up and down my thigh, sending a shiver of excitement through my muscles.  His other hand comes up to my chin, tilting my head back so that he can stare into my eyes.  "And I'm pretty sure you have the same thing in mind," he adds, his voice filled with desire.
"Uh, yes , I do," I reply breathlessly, my heart pounding in my chest.    As his fingers continue to travel lower, his other hand moves to the hem of my shirt, sliding it up slowly.  The sensation is almost too much to handle, and I feel the tip of my breath hitching in my throat as he begins to pull the cloth up higher."Just relax," he whispers in my ear, his breath tickling my skin.  "I don't want you to be so tense."  His hands slide beneath my shirt, and I wince slightly, still unsure of how to handle his touch.  His fingers trail up my spine, his palms brushing over my bare skin, sending shivers over my body.  "Just relax," he whispers again, his voice low and husky, filled with desire."I'm trying," I reply breathlessly, trying to convince myself that I am truly relaxed.  But my heart is pounding in my chest and my body is heating up as his hands move up and down my body, leaving a burning trail of sensations in their way.  I let out a soft moan, the sound barely audible under the covers.  Peso smiles at my reaction, taking it as encouragement to go further.His hands slowly pull up my shirt higher and higher, exposing more of my skin to his touch.  He pauses at the top of the shirt, his hands brushing along the edge of my bra.  Then his hands slip beneath the fabric , sliding over my bare skin, sending shivers up and down my spine.  I let out a soft moan, completely lost in the sensations.
"You like that?" he whispers, his hands still moving up and down my body, leaving a tingling sensation in his way.  I nod slowly, my body practically melting from the feelings he's sending through me.  He slips his hands even lower beneath my bra, his fingers beginning to brush over my sensitive nipples, causing me to suck in a sharp breath.  His touch is so gentle, yet so arousing, I can't help but let out a soft whimper.
Peso doesn't hesitate for a moment longer, unclipping my bra  and taking it off of my body, exposing more of my bare skin to his touch.  I gasp at the sensation, my eyes widening in surprise as he moves his hands back up my sides.  His touch is even more arousing now that he has access to more of my naked skin.  I squirm slightly, letting out another soft whimper as his fingers continue to brush over my chest.  I can feel my body heating up even more, my own desires coming to life."God, you're so hot," Peso says suddenly, his voice dripping with desire.  I blush slightly at the compliment, but the rush of emotions running through my body makes any embarrassment quickly disappear.  I moan softly, letting my eyes close as his fingers continue to brush up and down my body.  His words make me shiver slightly, my cheeks heating up even more from the compliments.  His hand moves lower, sliding down my body and coming to rest on my thigh.  I let out a soft whimper, my inner thigh trembling slightly as his hands brush against it .  He moves his hands in small patterns, his fingertips brushing against the fabric of my pajamas.  I start to squirm a little bit under the covers, his touch causing my body to heat up to unbearable levels.  "God," I moan softly.As his hands continue their gentle motions on my thighs, his other hand slips even lower, his fingers starting to push at the waistband of my pajama bottoms.  I let out a sharp inhale, my body heating up even more.  I'm not sure how much longer I can control myself before I give in.  His hands slide up my thighs, rubbing his fingertips against the fabric of my pajamas, causing my body to tremble ."You want this?" he whispers suddenly, his voice .  I nod slowly, not being able to string a full sentence together as his hands continue to travel around my body.  His touch is making my body heat up, my muscles trembling .  His hands move slightly higher, reaching the waist of my pajama bottoms.  He starts to tug at the fabric lightly, and I squirm under the covers, my body practically begging.