Netflix & Chill

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Friday.

Finally the day Dinah and I will get some alone time after her concerts and interviews. She had gotten here, from London to Los Angeles yesterday and I was more than ready to be alone with her.

All this week, we couldn't stay in touch much because of how busy she was and whenever we got some time- someone would interrupt it.

I had waited two weeks without feeling her next to me, whenever I wake up, or kissing, touching her.

"Babe, can you get the wine from kitchen?" Dinah's voice interrupted my thoughts as I nodded and went back to kitchen to get the wine.

While I prepared the wine and some snacks - Dinah's favorite ones - she shouted from living room.

"Netflix and chill?"

"You're so fucking lame," I laughed and left the kitchen with our snacks.

Dinah was snuggled with my favorite blanket with her glasses on. I couldn't help but stayed for a second, admiring her effortlessly beauty.

"Come on, I picked the movie."

"You're always picking the movie! That's not fair." I left the snacks and our wine glasses on the coffee table in front of Dinah's legs and placed my legs on hers.

"Come on! It's only the second time. Besides, I always pick great ones, right?" She said, trying to convince herself more than me.

"Eh." I took my eyes from her and stared at TV.

Moulin Rouge.

"Really, DJ? It's our fifth time watching this. I'm seriously sick of seeing Nicole Kidman as much as she's hot as fuck." I rolled my eyes.

"I'll let you pick the second one." Dinah smirked, moving closer to me as she linked our fingers and legs together.

I found a comfortable position and tried watching the movie but Dinah's hands were distracting me.

"What are you doing?" I questioned, taking her hands off of my bare leg.

"Just touching you?"

"I can feel that. I thought you were going to watch this movie?"

"I am," She moved her hands away and continued watching the movie as I sighed and took a big sip from my wine.

A few minutes later I felt Dinah's hands going up to my thighs and I felt goosebumps all over me.

"Dinah..." I tried but my voice was more like a whisper.

"Yes?" She said, sounding like she wasn't doing anything.

But she was.

Her hands caressed my thighs, leaving her invisible mark on me.

Her lips left small, soft kisses right below my ear while I tried to hold myself.

"I've missed you." I said between my breathing. When I opened my eyes to look at her, her eyes were closed.

I parted my lips and let it go; my soft moans filling the room, I placed my cold hands on her soft cheeks and kissed below her lips, making her eyes flutter open.

"I really want to fuck you right now but I feel like I could fall asleep on you." She mumbled between our kisses.

I nodded and leant in close her mouth with mine; tasting the wine and the snacks on her tongue.

"I love you." I whispered against her now wet lips, earning a smile from her.

"I love you," she copied and I couldn't be happier in this exact moment, in this small, cold apartment with the girl of my dreams on my lap.

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