Cherry Blossom

FIVE🌸

Vicky's POV
I wake up to an empty spot. I threw myself up to find Ash at the end of the bed. I got up and sat beside him.
"What's wrong?" I whispered. He shook his head.
"Come on you can tell me." I say, wrapping my arms around the side of his neck. I stared at him and begged. After awhile he broke.
"Fine. I'm just worried about... everything I guess." He looks down and frowns. I hated that he's like this. He's always so happy and chipper. This is totally different.
"Like?" I ask.
"You. Cherry. Everything. And everyone."
"Honey. It's okay. Worrying about things and stressing about things is unhealthy. Sometimes you just gotta let life play out. If something happens, it happens for a reason." I watch the corners of his mouth curl up slightly. I continue.
"I adore the way you care about everyone and everything but worrying about things is gonna give you so many problems." He looks over and finally smiles. He places a soft hand on my bare thigh.
"I like how you help me so much." He takes his hand and places a gentle kiss on my lips.
"I'm your girlfriend. I'm supposed to help you through things." I smile at him. He nods and stands. I stare at his butt through his underwear. He pulls on his jeans and leaves his upper body bare. His chest on down toned from him working out two times a week. He walks over and stands above me. As he towers over me I swallow a hard lump in my throat from how dominate he can be and how sometimes he has that kind of gleam in his eyes.
"Don't look at me like that, that's too adorable it should be illegal." He then kneels to my level and grabs my chin with his thumb and index finger.
"I love you." I say to him, almost breathlessly.
"Baby, I love you more than life itself." Then kisses me. Electricity popping and flowing through my body at the touch and passion in it. I grab his face with my hands and go deeper and harder causing him to moan slightly. After awhile he slowly, teasingly gets on top of me and grinds against me through the covers that's covering my naked body.
"God, you're makin me want to pound you a second time." He growls against my lips.
"Maybe that's what I want." I say to him. He chuckles as he pulls away just to throw the covers off of me and unzip his pants to enter me again. Groans and moans fill the room again. This time he doesn't stop, he goes and goes causing us to have no sleep. Who needs sleep when your with the one you love in the bedroom? Who needs sleep when grinding and pounding into the mattress is more suitable? I wrap my legs around his waist and beg him not to stop.
"Alright baby. Prepare to be sore tomorrow." He groans as he pounds harder.
"Fucking. Worth. It." I say between each thrust. "Just. Don't. Stop."
And he doesn't.