warning: sexual content.
                              "I need you." He whispered, pulling me close, so that our fronts were touching. With a sharp nod I confirmed that I wanted this just as bad as he did. His soft lips lustfully grazed mine, kissing me ever so softly. Soon everything got heated up, his tongue twirled around mine, sending me shivers and a pleasant wave of feelings I had forgotten over the years of not being with anyone in anyway. 
                              "I haven't had any relieving for four years now. If someone interrupts us now, I will snap necks." Hayden mumbled as he pressed his fingertips into my waist, kissing my neck deeply. I moaned softly, his kisses getting me more heated up every second. Not only was he longing for me, no also I was longing for him. His eyes sparkled with all the desire they held in them and it felt like our first time all over again. I blushed as he smirked, noticing that I was slightly shaking.
                              "Don't worry." He whispered gently, kissing my cheek as he lingered on it. Taking a hold of the hem of my shirt, he gently pulled it over my head.
                              "Fuck." He mumbled, gazing at my body, instantly I felt insecure again, seen as I had been pregnant. He straddled my waist and lowered his head down to my ear, whispering: "You're so fucking beautiful." 
                              His lips kissed a trail over to my mouth as he kissed me with passion, sliding his tongue into my open mouth. I shuddered at this feeling of desire that I hadn't felt for over three years. He took his shirt off, pulling it over his head and quickly connecting our lips once again. I ignited with fire as soon as he pushed his manhood against me, arching my back. I fumbled with his button on his jeans, trying to pop it open, nervously, but it wouldn't work, so I grew frustrated. I noticed him smile into our kiss, chuckling lightly at my desperation.
                              "Let me." He said, taking my hands into his, then pulling them up to his chest, before popping the button open with only one hand. How? He did the same with mine, making me arch into him, causing him to let out a angelic moan. 
                              Stripping our pants off, we were now both only in our undergarments. He sat up on my waist, stopping kissing my lips. I narrowed my eyebrows in confusion. His eyes trailed down my body, slowly and torturing.
                               "Let me show you how much you mean to me." He whispered. He lightly pushed me back onto the bed, then came on top of me, slowly and seductively.
                              He squirmed a little before finally getting comfortable on top of me. He began by kissing me passionately, almost as if he was having trouble controlling his feelings. He broke one kiss and I gasped for air while repeating his name. I moaned while slowly intertwining our fingers with his curly messy hair. Hayden moaned while he started to rock me back and forth, Only lingerie separating our bodies. 
                              Suddenly, his hands drifted and grabbed my hips, his face was at my neck. I moaned loudly. My hot neck and his hot breath and lips were a perfect combination. I slid my hands down and lightly grabbed the front of his boxers, he jumped a bit "Princess..." He gasped. For air, He still went at my neck. I pulled down his boxers until they were completely off. He went at removing mine almost immediately, too.
                              Suddenly his phone began to ring. He threw it down and the battery flew off. 
                              "I said, no one fucking interrupt me." He growled to himself, almost darkly, then pushed himself up so that he could watch my body again, staring at my bare chest.
                              His face went head first into my chest. He kissed one and cupped the other. I raised my back then let it fall down back onto the bed again. Both our moans grew more strained. 
                              "Stop teasing." I mumbled, blushing, because both, him and I knew that I couldn't take it any longer.
                              He smirked and nodded: "Eager, are we?" 
                              "Shut up." I blushed even more, trying to hide my face with my hands, but he took them in his, lacing our fingers together as he kissed me deeply.
                              Slowly he positioned himself, not breaking our kiss. 
                              "You ready, my angel?" He whispered, pressing his forehead into mine.
                              I nodded and that was all it took to make him stroke into me, quickly, to be as painless as possible, it was like our first time all over again.
                              His hands grabbed my hips and his head went back and forth, he was concentrating with a small frown on his front. When I was really quiet, I heard him whimper very quietly. 
                              "I can't believe I have you back." He whimpered once more, the feeling overwhelming the both of us as he pushed in again, more roughly this time. Soon, he picked up speed as sweat rolled of his front, making the curly hair stick to his face. I wrapped my legs around him and let him lead me to a place full of pleasure as we reached our climaxes all too soon.
                              He collapsed on me, trying to steady his breathing as I did the same.
                              "I love you so much, my angel." He whispered as soon as he had enough breath to speak again. Wrapping his strong arms around me, he kissed my front and balanced on me, so that now he was laying on my side, giving me air to breath.
                              "I love you , too."I admitted, snuggling into him.
                              He smiled at me, more like grinned.
                              "What?" I asked almost disturbed, because he wouldn't stop looking at me with that grin.
                              "Marry me."
                              WOAH.. MARRY ME? What will Leah say to this?
                              A.) No
                              b.) Yes
                              Something stupid happens and interrupts them
                                      
                                          
                                  
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Don't Give Up On Me [Book 2]
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