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CHAPTER NINETEEN

(smut for you smut sluts. ) ((;
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Tyler's POV

I  was so happy to be home.  It felt like I haven't been here for ages. I swung the front door open, and ran inside. I could hear jaycee and josh laughing at me, but I didn't care. I wasn't in a hospital, i was actually home. No more tests, no more meds, and no more oxegyn mask.

I was sat on my bed, and seen Jaycee and Josh had walked inside my room.

"Looks like your glad to be home." Jaycee smiled.

"I haven't seen you so happy before." Josh smiled, and his eyes crinckling.

I just smiled.

A couple hours later, Josh ended up leaving. And me and jaycee were left in my room. Alone.

Jaycee cuddled into my chest, then she sat on my lap. I brought my face to hers, and kissed her.

She kissed me back, and intertwined her fingers in my hair, and I wrapped my arms around the bottom of her back.

She pulled her head back, then I leaned back on and we started making out. I went from her lips, to her neck, and left little hickeys on her skin.

"T-tyler." She moaned.

I started kissing her jawline.

I took her shirt off of her and smiled, she was gorgeous. Every little thing about her was gorgeous. Her body, her personality,  and her smile. Her looks are just a bonus.

"What're you staring at?" She looked at me.

"You. You're beautiful and I love you." I said

She blushed and I took my shirt off, and she put her hands on my chest.

I slid my tounge in her mouth, and propped myself on top of her. My other hand was unbuttoning her skinny jeans. And as soon as I unbuttoned her pants, I slid them off of her. I put my other hand on her hip, and her arms were around my neck.

I propped myself up and admired her for a minute, I loved her every feature, every little thing about her. She's an angel. I caught her staring down at my crotch, she noticed my bulge.

"What?" I looked at her.

She pointed down, and I looked.

"O-oh" I said embarrassed.

She got out of my grip and git out of the bed. I watched her get up and I tried hiding it, but it didn't work out.

"C'mere." she said

"O-okay." I said, walking in front of her.

She held her hair back, and got on her knees. She kissed the head of my length, and started blowing me.

I bucked my hips forward, and rolled my eyes back. I moaned, and she took as much as she could almost gagging herself. "B-babe, I'm g-gonna-" I was cut off by me moaning, she nodded in response. I released in her mouth, and she took all she could. When she was done sucking me off, she traced the tattoos on my chest.

She then walked toward the bed, and layed there.

I layed beside her, and smiled.

I wrapped my arms around her and cuddles her. She traced the tattoos on my right arm, it felt good to be with her.

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she threw my t-shirt on her, and I threw on my sweatpants.