What We Ended Over A Text❤

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Selena's POV

Like the creep I am, I watch him sleep intently. He's lying on his stomach, an arm sticking out of the bed and another under the plushy pillow. While I, I lay beside him, leaning in against his side, an arm over his naked back.

I throw a leg over his, feeling his packed muscles underneath. I had my hands stretched, my fingers slowly playing with his hair. His dirty-blond locks gone a little longer but not too long, I like it in between my fingers.

Feeling silly, I climb over his back discreetly not wanting to wake him up before planting a kiss on his tanned skin. I find it funny and challenging to see how much skin I could pepper with kisses before he wakes up.

I kiss down on his left shoulder, my fingers drawing small, idle circles on his lower back. I've covered his upper back with hot, wet kisses when he starts to stir awake. He took that long.

Such a heavy sleeper.

“Good morning.” He tilted his head, peeking an eye open, looking up at me under his long lashes. I roll back on my side, greeting him back.

“How's your sleep?” I teased, wiping a hand over his forehead, brushing his hair back.

“Amazing.”

I didn't even had the chance to ask why, when he hover over me, silencing me with his mouth. I didn't mind morning breath at all. I kiss him back with the same amount of passion, as I wrap my arms around his body. He cages me on the bed, his hands grab both of mine and pushing it over my head. I instinctively snake my legs around his torso as he pressed down against me. And I just knew it's painful down there. I can feel the heat in between my thighs as his morning hardness press against my softness. We both moan out in pleasure, but we both knew it's not enough and the desire has started to eat me up.

I arch my hips, pressing closer. He went a little wild after that, kissing my mouth like a hungry beast and the hold on my wrist tightened. “Shirt off?”

The words were muffled through the kiss making me pull back just a bit. “Hmm?”

“Shirt off?” he repeated, and this time, I hear it just right. He tended to ask for it but the way it came out of his mouth, rough and sexy, sounds more like an order.

I giggle as the hold on my wrist loosened. I flip him on his back, so I would be on top straddling his waist. I reach down at the hem of my shirt. Slowly, I slide my fingers inside and pull his shirt off over my head with a little help of his skilled hands without looking away from him.

I knew I don't look like the models in a magazine cover with sexy lingeries on, all I have is black sports bra with a not-matching lacy panties. I felt the urge to cover myself but the look on his face told me not to.

“Jesus,” he leaned forward but stops and look at me. “May I...”

I laugh nervously, “Huh?”

He threw his head back on the pillow, closing his eyes. He reached and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Selena, I've never felt this shy before...”

I laugh, like really laugh and loud. “You dork.”

He open his eyes, “Can I just kiss you, first?”

I nodded and he did. But eventually, reality bites back, startling both of us. At the same time—coincidentally—our phone rang interrupting us.

He didn't seem to mind it, but I, I do and push him off. “That's probably Zayn, checking up on me,” I manage to say between heavy breaths and pants.

With a low growl and a light peck on my lips, he roll out of the bed grabbing his phone from the nightstand. While I grab my bag rummaging for my phone.

It wasn't Zayn, but my mom.

“Mom. Uh, yeah... I did... Nope, I stayed at Justin's... What? Of course not..but close to it... Haven't, still looking forward to it. Anyway, I miss you both... Love you both!” I hung up, placing my phone back down. I look over my shoulder seeing Justin throwing a shirt on. I didn't appreciate it, pouting my lips.

He sighed and kissed my pout away. “I have to go, have to rehearse.”

I force a smile. I understand it of course... He noticed the wrinkle on my forehead, and gently place a kiss on top of it. “But I'm planning on continuing what we were doing. Hope you're ready.” He winks and I just melt away.

And we did but did not go all the way down. We have to wait until it's not an affair anymore, and I agree with it.

But hell, it will be a sweet and hard torment, Selena.

I know, self-conscious, I know.

QOTD:

Do you just realized that we're a couple more chapter's to this book's closing? 😥