I Love You Till Kingdom Come

Chapter 22 (🔞)

Pete's Pov

The first rays of dawn slipped gently through my eyes, stirring me awake. As I blinked open, my gaze fell upon a breathtaking sight- Vegas, still in the soft grip of sleep, his face turned toward me. His long, midnight-black hair veiled much of his face, hiding the beauty of his slumber from me. His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, his arms encircling me in a hold that spoke of longing and comfort.

Last night, this relentless soul claimed me until three in the morning, whispering over and over how much he’d missed me in those brief hours apart. I know those words were just his excuse to draw me back into his passion, to keep me close, and no matter how much we indulge, he always craves more. I was once someone who cherished long hours of sleep, yet now, two hours seems to be enough, if it means waking beside him. Poor me! But despite how worn we are, we always seem to be left with a longing, an insatiable need for one another.

A smile touched my lips as memories of last night flooded back, and I nestled closer into his embrace. Carefully, I brushed back his hair, my fingers moving slowly, as if afraid to disturb his sleep. I stayed like that for a while, lost in the quiet adoration of each delicate feature.

The silky strands of his hair that beckon for my touch. His forehead, crafted by the hand of the divine, a canvas for my tender kisses. His brows, the very definition of perfection, drawn with effortless grace. His eyes- my compass, my anchor- capable of finding me even in the darkest of voids. His nose, its high bridge pressing into my skin, a sensation both familiar and exhilarating. His lips, temptations that defy time and place, igniting my every nerve. And his chin, my favorite path for tracing kisses and savoring the taste of him. Ahh… what could I have done in my past lives to be worthy of such an extraordinary man?

Even Narcissus would forsake his reflection after beholding him.

I lingered in that reverie, drinking in every detail of his face, until the moment felt infinite. Eventually, I eased myself up, slowly peeling his arms from around me. Just as I did, his eyes fluttered open.

“Good morning.” I whispered, smiling.

“Mmmm… Good morning…” He mumbled, his voice thick with sleep, a soft melody that lingered in the air.

“Sleep more…” I whispered, my hand gently patting his shoulder, knowing all too well that the night before had offered him little rest after our quarrel.

“Don’t go…” He murmured, burying his face against my chest, sending shivers cascading down my spine like a gentle breeze.

“But I have to…” I replied softly, a bittersweet note lingering in my words.

“Please… just ten more minutes…” He pleaded, his grip tightening around me.

“You’re so adorable…” I chuckled, warmth swelling in my heart at his plea.

He offered no response, but I felt his hand trailing down my torso, gliding beneath the blanket, igniting fireworks along my skin. At that moment, I sensed his tongue flickering against my nipple, teasing and tantalizing.

“Ahhh…” I gasped, a soft moan escaping my lips.

“Mmmmm…” His head lifted from my chest, his body hovering above mine like a divine presence in the morning light.

“What… are you… doing…?” I stammered, caught in the web of his mischievous grin.

Without a word, he parted my legs and settled between them. In one fluid motion, he angled his core and entered me, enveloping me in a wave of bliss.