Zannah One Shots

ICE CREAM

The morning after they lose their virginity

Hannah's POV

I woke up and turned over to him, he was sleeping like an angel.

I bit my lip and found his shirt on the floor right next to me, like it wants me to wear it.

I pick it up and walked to the bathroom.

I put it on and inhaled.

Smells like him.

"Morning, gorgeous." A raspy voice said.

"Morning." I replied, unable to hide my smile.

I walked over to the bed and sat on it.

"You look good in that shirt, keep it." He complimented.

I felt heat rise up to my cheeks.

I scored closer to him placed my hand on his shoulder, caressing it.

I bit my lip and whispered seductively into his ear, "I liked last night. We should do it again."

"We shall." He said, staring into my eyes, they say eyes are the windows to one's soul.

He crept his hand up to my thighs until I said, "Later. I'm not in the mood."

He frowned but nodded respectfully, "You can pick where we go."

"I'm not in the mood for sex but I am in the mood for" I said before he interrupted me, "ICE CREAM!"

He raised his arms up and was grinning ear to ear.

"You know me so well." I said, leaning in.

He leaned in too, letting me feel the softness of his lips.