Be Careful What You Wish For.

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Still Grace's P.O.V.

I leaned over and flicked out the light, returning to my position of resting my head onto his chest, I felt him shuffle, gaining a comfortable position before relaxing completely, I adjusted my position to receive ultimate comfort too.

"I know we haven't been together long, and, I was panicking about sharing a bed because I thought it was too soon. Well, screw that. I'm enjoying this." He whispered.

I giggled, putting a hand on his chest, "I'm glad you are,  because so am I!" I agreed.

"I enjoy so much being close to you, any amount of space between us is too much!" He admitted.

"Well aren't you a cutie!" I gushed.

We lay there for a matter of minutes, before my eyelids started to grow heavy
"Well goodnight Mikey, sweet dreams."
I whispered as I rose up to kiss him good night, but, as our lips made contact, I found it hard to stop, his lips warm, soft and inviting, kissing me back eagerly, I let my fingers tangle in his soft black ringlets, but, had to stop myself from climbing on top of him! Ugh, he's just too irresistible!

I felt as his tongue entered, both swirling around each other's, our respiring growing deeper. His needy hand tangling in my black hair.

I pulled back slowly but reluctantly, "Maybe we should stop..." I breathed.

He nodded silently, the only sound was his breathing, "Goodnight Gurl." He smiled.

"Night Mikey!" I whispered as I moved over to the other side of the bed to get comfy.

Mike spoke once more, "Oh, and one more thing, I'm sorry for taking your hotel virginity..."

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