"Good morning." I feel butterfly kisses against my chest... lower and lower.
"Luke, what are you doing?" I gasp.
"Hopefully, I get to do you, princess." He grinned.
"I feel really good, and I want you to." Luke slipped his hands into my panties.
"Oh God!" I grab the sheets as he lowers his head under the covers.
Best wake up call ever.
"Baby, move in." He brings up while I'm a moaning mess.
"Luke, I—" I felt the heat rush over me as I came.
He didn't stop, he just pulled his boxers down and finished in me.
"Oh my God! Luke! Baby, oh fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I scream.
"Move in." He said once we finished panting and caught our breath.
"I told you already, Luke —" I was cut off.
"I'm not asking, I'm telling. I want you here with me every night and every morning." He grips my bare hip and presses me against him.
I gulp .
"Okay." I bit my lip.
He smirked and kissed my forehead. We lied in bed all day, fooling around ever so often, but mostly in silence.
Luke was beginning to be more serious about things... and it began to frighten me.
