You wake up to the early morning light creeping on your face. You roll over and see the bed empty. You were hoping Nick was still there so you could kiss him awake but there's nothing but white sheets. You sit up holding the sheet to your naked chest and look around for your clothes but it's no where in sight.
Since Nick and you were to wild last night the room looks a total mess. You walk around the room naked and found a sweatshirt and your thong. Well it works.
You put your hair up in a messy bun and yawned away your tired eyes.
While looking in the full body mirror you heard a light knock. You spun around and there was your handsome boyfriend with that cute smirk across his face.
"Wow," he says, raising his eyebrows. "What?" You look down at your bare legs and oversized sweatshirt. "I just..." He walks over while checking you out, "I just can't believe your waring my clothes."
"Is that a bad thing?" You asked. He took your arms and propped them around his neck.
"No it's just that you look so cute," he smiles and bits his lip.
"Why do you gotta be so cute all the time?" He adds in. You giggle shyly not knowing how to respond to that.
He leans down and softly kisses your swollen morning lips. But you pulled away cause your morning breath probably smells like donkey shit.
"What are you doing?" He asked and watched you walk over to the bathroom picking up toothpaste.
"Just use my brush," "no Nick that's gross." " so sticking each other's tongues in each other's mouth, swallowing each other's saliva and kissing is gross? Alright then" he shrugs.
He's got a point.
You grabbed his toothbrush and hesitantly brushed your teeth.
"Just bring your toothbrush here anytime," he winks with a bright smile.
"Now come here," he says once your done. You walk over to your baby and wrap your arms back around his neck and he places his lips back onto yours. Softly and slowly he slipped his tongue between your lips. He grips at the back of your thighs and you jumped up. He walked over to the bed and laid on top of you.
He kisses down your neck and then up to your face. He rubs your sides and pulls on your skin like he really needs to know you exist; that you're real.
You rub up his back and down his chest, through his hair and over his arms.
"Can our mornings always be like this?" He asked, you laugh with a nod and you both return to each other's lips.
