Three simple words...

Seven

She woke in her room, blacked out from the night before. Her head pounding as she turned around and saw him smiling like a mad man at her.
"Ah!" She squealed, falling off the bed. He laughed. She pulled the comforter around her, glaring at him.
"What are you doing here?"
"You invited me.... this room is very nice, it'd look a little better with, I don't know, a lounge chair. You know so I could...." He slid his tongue across his lips and raised his eyebrows at her. She blushed and pulled herself up, dropping the comforter and adding an extra shake to her hips as she went to the bathroom. Him smiling at her bare arse and laying back.
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She walked out of the bathroom, towel on her head and a towel around her body. In that moment the beauty radiated off of her. She was like a glowing goddess to him. Even looking normal compared to her goddess and classy look. He dressed and grabbed her hand afterwards.
"You're so beautiful babydoll."
"I haven't put my makeup on yet...."
"I know." He said in a deep voice before taking her towel off of her. She gasped and covered her breasts. He stared and looked up at her.
"Pervert." She said and smacked him. He slung her over his shoulder and she squealed as he put her onto the bed.
"I just showered!" She growled.
"Well you can take one with me next." He said as he kissed her deeply. She was in pure bliss. Of course she didn't want him to know that she couldn't go on without seeing him. He knew this, both afraid of the future, but very aware of the present........
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