55. Wanna Marry Me?

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Y/N POV

"Y/N.." Lizzie giggled as I kissed her neck, her hands moving through my hair and I hummed, my hands rubbing her thighs. "Y/N." She repeated this time her voice somewhat more serious and I pulled away completely, looking down at her.

"What's wrong?" I asked though I was hoping I didn't make her uncomfortable.

She put her hands on my sides, holding me close, kissed my forehead, and moved my hair behind my ear, her eyes looked me over, her gaze full of nothing but love and affection, and one of her hands came up to my cheek. "I love you." She whispered her eyes still looking me over, and I smiled.

"I love you," I said in the same tone, wrapping my arms around her, and she kissed me softly, her thumb rubbing my cheek. "Now, can I love you?" I asked and she giggled softly but bit her lip and nodded.

I smiled, and I slid my hands into her shirt, pressing against her back, and gently nipped at her neck, though I left no hickeys, as much as I would've wanted to she still had press tours she needed to do and I know she would be pissed if I left hickeys on her skin.

I kissed down her chest, my hands tugging at her shirt, and she lifted herself enough for me to toss it to the side, I cheesed at the sight of her in nothing but a bra underneath me, I've seen/had her like this so many times before and I still loved it.

I brought my hands up to her boobs, taking them into my hands and squeezing and she let out a breathy sigh, and I kissed above her boob, sucking a hickey into the skin, I may not be able to leave hickeys on her neck but everywhere else was fair game.

I took off her bra and took her nipple into my mouth her hand came up the back of my head, and I took the other boob in my hand, kneading at it, once I was satisfied I moved to the other, moving my tongue over the bud watching her face as she looked down at me with a lustful gaze, I started to kiss down her chest and it rose and fell, and I left a hickey just underneath her bellybutton and she sighed.

"Can I-" I didn't even get the words out before her hips lifted, and I laughed. "Someone's eager." I teased and she rolled her eyes, but I knew I was too, if not more than she was.

"Stop talking and fuck me," I grunted and chuckled lowly, but pulled off her pants, and underwear in one go.

"I can talk and fuck you," I said while sitting up, and she groaned, and I looked between her legs, and pushed them open, a chill running through my body as I looked at her pussy. "But I'm not gonna fuck you," I mumbled, my voice low, and I brought my hand between her thighs, collecting the wetness and she bucked her hips. "I'm gonna love you, so hush, and enjoy." Without warning I stuck two fingers into her heat, and she gasped I watched her face and her head fell back into the pillows and I kept moving my fingers at a constant pace, listening as profanities and moans left her mouth.

I watched her in a trance, watching every moment she made, every rise and fall of her chest, every slight tremble of her legs, every sound she made, watching as her hands clenched the sheets, and I felt her walls start clenching around my fingers. I took my fingers out and she whined.

But I brought my fingers up to her mouth. "Open," I said and she parted her lips, and I pushed my fingers in her mouth, and she sucked on them my mouth fell open when she swirled her tongue around my fingers and I swallowed heavily, I took a deep breath and slowly removed my fingers, trailing them down her chest, and slowly moved my body with them, till my head was between her legs, my hands on thighs holding them open, as my tongue took a broad strip along her slit and her hand came into my hair and tugged slightly.

"Baby." She sighed softly, and I looked up at her, but her head was thrown back and her chest rising and falling rapidly, and I continued licking her pussy, I could say it a million times but I would never get over her taste or having her like this, and I knew I was the only one to have her like this, and she was the only one to have my heart.

Every time we had sex it felt so good, I felt so many things when we explored each other's bodies as if it was the first time all over again, and I couldn't wait to learn her body again.

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"Oh god." Lizzie breathed out as we laid side by side, and I stared at the ceiling. "That was amazing." She said sounding in awe and I smiled, turning to her and burying my head in her neck, she smelled like sweat and sex, and I reached my arm reaching across her stomach, and her arm around my shoulder.

"I like that thing you did with your tongue," I mumbled and she giggled, and kissed my forehead.

"We should make up sex more often." She said softly, and I chuckled and nodded.

"We should." I agreed easily, and yawned, feeling my eyes get heavy, damn I was supposed to put her to sleep not the other way around. "I love you," I whispered and her thumb rubbed my arm.

"I love you more." She said in the same tone and I smiled against her neck, we laid in silence for a few minutes with her just rubbing my arm, and it was slowly lulling me to sleep. "Do you ever think about getting married?"

My eyes opened. "To you?" I asked only realizing how dumb that sounded once it left my mouth and she moved away to look at me, her eyebrows pulled together.

"You don't wanna marry me?" She asked her voice low and I shook my head immediately.

"No, no, of course I do! I don't know why I said that." I had never thought about marrying anyone else.. well unless you count Persia White who I swore I would marry when I was younger or Whitney Houston but obviously neither of those would happen, especially since Persia was married to Joseph and well.. Whitney was.. she was up above. "You think about it?"

"Yes." She answered and I hummed. I didn't think we were in the right position in our relationship to be talking about marriage but it was a harmless conversation.

"When do you want to get married?" I asked as I pulled her close again, wanting her near me, and she put her hand on my chest, moving it in soothing circles.

She stayed quiet for a few seconds before answering. "I think we should fix what's going on between us then we can talk about it."

"Okay." I agreed easily because it's what I was thinking not even two seconds ago. "But just to clarify you do wanna marry me, right?" She giggled softly.

"Mm, I don't know." My jaw dropped and she giggled. "I think I could think of a people I could-" I pinched her sides making her laugh even more, and pulled her on top of me, holding her hips in place, and she smiled down at me. "Of course, I wanna marry you."

"Good," I said, my lips lifting into a smile.

"And you wanna marry me?" She now asked me and I pretended to think about it, and she lightly hit my chest, and I chuckled.

"I couldn't marry anyone but you." She smiled, her nose scrunching, and leaned down to kiss me, her hands coming up to hold my cheeks. And my heart soared, I knew now she wanted to marry me and I wanted to marry her, but now we just needed to get our shit together and we could start the real process of trying to get engaged or start a family like we wanted.









I know I robbed y'all but I wrote this at 3 am I was tired but ima make it up to yall 😭

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