𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 |𝟏𝟖+|

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Miguel Raffetò POV

I feel like I'm high.

That's the only way I can describe this ecstasy I feel even hours after Etta just sucked me dry.

She fell asleep in my arms like five minutes after she did what she did, and it took me another five minutes to be able to move.

I carried her up to my room and tucked her into bed after taking her makeup off, and whilst I got at least a few hours sleep, I can't stop tossing and turning.

I just keep thinking of how she looked and how big her heart is.

I felt a fool for being so weak back in my car. Etta held me like the anchor I needed, but what does that say about me? I'm supposed to be the one supporting her, not the other way round?

So here I am, laying on my side and watching her sleep, marvelling in the beauty that is her.

"I fucking love you." I whispered, gently reaching out to tuck her silken hair behind her ears.

And then she smiled.

"Miss Valentine, are you awake?" I shuffled closer in time to hear her whisper.

"No."

My lips quirked up as I continued to stroke down the flyaways of her hair. "No? Okay then. I'm asleep too."

Keeping her eyes closed, her grin widened. "I didn't realise you talked in your sleep too."

I laughed softly. "I could say the same about you."

She just continued to grin, burrowing further into her pillow as I withdrew my hand.

She didn't like that. "Touch me." She whisper urged, her body tensing at her verbal blunder.

"Two very insinuative words to be tossed about so early in the morning, E." Despite the teasing of my words, I continued what she truly hinted at and continued playing with her hair.

It was only when we laid in silence for the next sixty seconds did she speak. "I almost came last night."

All my movements stopped, hell I think I even stopped breathing.

Etta's sleepy eyes finally opened as she bashfully looked at me. "Was that too much information?"

I spluttered out, already feeling my blood rush south. "No baby. You just caught me off guard."

She pulled herself to rest on her palms, looking down at me with a look I couldn't distinguish blanketing those ocean blue orbs.

"Did you enjoy last night?"

The fact that she even had to ask...

"Baby, I've been hard ever since. I think you broke my dick."

She blushed but laughed, manoeuvring to hover right above me. "You may hug me now." She lowered herself down to meet my body before snuggling into my warmth.

I chuckled at her actions and wording but was more than happy to oblige. But then that twang of guilt shot through me as I fully divulged her previous statement.