Chapter 28

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{ if ya don't like it, don't read it. }
{ contains fluffiness }
{ don't judge }
{ everybody will have sex one day }
{ get over it }
{ they're going to be married }
{ you won't miss anything if you skip this chapter }

As we raced our way to our room, we got congratulated from passing maids and guards. Before we got to his door, he stopped us and grabbed my hand with the little blue bracelet on it.
"How much do you love me?" He asked.
"So, so much," I replied. "Words can't describe how much I love you." I paused trying to find the right words to move this along. And then it hit me like a truck.
"But I know one way," I whispered into his ear, slightly biting it.
"Mhmm. How so?" He breathed into my ear.
"Actions. Actions do speak louder than words after all." He pulled back and looked at me in disbelief. I looked over his shoulders and just like I thought, no guards were here.
"Darling, you're too sexy for your own good, you know that?" His voice was low and slow.
"I could say the same to you, Maxon." I snaked my arms around his neck and he put his hands on my hips. He slowly backed us up until my back was pressed to the wall.
"Maxon, we are going to get married." I whispered into his ear. His lips softly grazed my cheek and jaw. "Yes, darling. I know."
His lips started leaving feather kisses on my neck, ear and jawline. "That means you're all mine."
I turned my head my to the side to give him more access. He gladly accepted.
"W...we should p...probably finish this elsewhere," I said, my breath staggered. He
ignored me and continued to kiss my neck. He started to pull my away from the wall and to his door, never breaking the kiss. His hand found the doorknob and opened it pushing us both inside. Now that I wasn't pressed against a wall and I could finally move, it was my turn to take the dominant position.
I pushed HIM against the wall this time and grabbed his hands, guiding them towards the back of my dress. His hands stayed there for a few moments but started doing what I wanted them to do. Slowly, button by button, he undid my dress and it slowly slid down my body revealing my slip and strapless white bra underneath.
"You're so beautiful, darling." His forehead was on mine and his eyes were staring at me. I untucked his his shirt and started unbuttoning it, kissing every new piece of exposed skin. When I got all the buttons loosened I slid the shirt off and ran my hands down his back. He turned us around so that I was now pressed up against the wall again. So much for being the dominate one. He slid on hand up my thigh and put it around his waist, my other one going up with it. He carried me to the bed and laid me down somewhere in the middle and hovered above me. His hands were on either sides of my hips and he was again kissing my neck.

But his kisses went lower this time and they were much harder.

I grabbed him by the belt and pulled him down next to me. He came willingly. His chest was pressed to mine, all except for the small piece of cloth covering "my girls".
His hands slowly made their way to my back again and tugged on the latch. He pulled back from the kiss and looked at my eyes, as if he was silently asking for permission. I nodded my head and I felt the latch loosen on my back and eventually feel it completely off of me. I saw him sit back and look at my exposed body, and then come back down on top of me.
"You are so amazing." He kept whispering little sentences in my ear as he was kissing my jaw and neck.
Slowly, he started to slide my slip down my legs only to reveal a lacy pair of underwear. He ran his hands up and down my thighs, every time playing with the edge of my underwear until he finally pulled them off.
I had never been very confident about my body, I always thought everything was to small or too big. But with him, I felt perfect and exactly the way I should. His lips were on mine again and the sparks erupted. My hand went to his belt and undid it, bringing his pants down with it. He only had his boxers on. He crushed his lips on mine and snaked his arm around my waiste and pulled me closer to him.
"America, stop me now or I won't be able to." His voice was raspy and deep.
I didn't want him to stop.
I wasn't going to LET him stop.

"Don't stop. Ever."

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