There was something amazing about waking up with the warm sun shining on my skin and his body pressed against mine. It was like a bubble of pure bliss and warmth all wrapped into one single moment where the world was still and the only thing that mattered was the number of his breaths that brushed against my heated skin.
I never wanted to get up or move and ruin this moment.
It was times like this, when his strong arms held me tightly to his chest and his body was spooned perfectly around mine, that I actually thought that I might love him. That what we had wasn't just sex and weed and bruising kisses. That we had something real and epic and deep.
That feeling scared me most of the times, but never when I was waking up after spending the entire night with just me and him.
He starts to stir slightly from behind me, parts of his body started to harden in response to my very naked bottom pressed against it. He nonconsciously pulled me closer to him as he groans before sighing deeply.
"You're kinda crushing me, Lijah," I say after a while and his arm didn't loosen. He lets me go slightly and I use this little room to turn around so we were face to face.
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He gives me a lazy smile, reaching up to brush a curl out my face. "You're so perfect early in the morning, Jae, with your lips all red from me biting them and your hair all crazy." He says in that husky voice of his that was still full of sleep.
That voice never failed to make me all warm and fuzzy inside which caused a certain part of my body to start throbbing with need. That voice was the reason why I was never home in time to trick my parents into thinking that I was there all night.
I grin back at him as his other hand starts to lightly rub my back. "You forgot to comment on my neck burning from all your damn hickeys and my scalp hurting from you pulling my hair."
He chuckles and that throbbing increases to the point where I knew I wasn't gonna be able to ignore it. "I was getting there," he grabs my thigh and puts it on top of his hips. "I just had to talk about how you're always still a little damp from the night before and more than a little sensitive."
To prove his point he lightly touched my clit and I was instantly whimpering before his finger even fully touched me. His finger slides down my slit, causing me to whimper again. My eyes drift shut as he does it again. "Your so damn perfect Jaelynn," he growls out as his finger slowly pushes into my increasingly wet entrance.
I couldn't stop him right now even if I wanted to. Not when he started to move his long and thick fingers inside of me like he was doing right now, all slowly with the tip of his finger slightly curled and rubbing against that special spot. It drove me crazy and made me completely soaked.
He removes his finger to my utter disappointment to lick the juices that gathered on his finger off. I couldn't do anything but watch as he did so because that was honestly one of the hottest things he'd ever done. He smirks down at me. "And you taste so good," he says, his voice a sexy rasp. "You drive me crazy baby girl, but especially in the morning."
I wrap one arm around his neck and place the other on his cheek as he brings his lips down to mine and kisses me. The kiss was as soft and slow as everything else this morning, but secretly it was my best kind of kiss. The one where we weren't rushing to have sex or to do anything really. One where all we wanted to do was explore the other and take our time.
I can feel myself being gently lowered onto my back and my leg falls from his hip as he lays on his side pressed against me. He slips his finger back inside of me followed by another and continues that agonizing slow and steady pace with curled fingers that hit that spot over and over again.
