Finding The 10

36 - The Perfect Day

Eli's POV

"Good morning." Frankie sing in my ear while pressing her lips to my cheek.

I open my eyes wide to find her still in my arms with a sleepy look on her face. Her hair is laying wildly around her face as she smiles up at me with her perfect face. Everything about her is perfect. Everything.

I stretch my arms out and then wrap them warmly around Frankie. My Frankie. My 10.

"Good morning beautiful."

She smiles at my words and then begins surveying the room. I do as well.

We are lying in my bed but the room is absolutely trashed. Clothes and furniture are strewn across the floor along with a broken lamp. The curtains have been half pulled down and most of the blankets are on the floor. Frankie and I are somehow sharing a pillow and the small corner of a blanket covers our bottom halves.

"Well, last night was certainly eventful." I say with an eyebrow wiggle.

Frankie's face turns crimson as she tries to cover it with her hands but I catch them and keep her face free from being hidden. Her face is too beautiful to hide.

She moves to get up slowly and then lets out a wince of pain and I am quick to worry about her.

"Are you ok?"

Her face reddens and she bites her lower lip.

"I'm fine. It's just that i'm going to find it difficult walking today."

I let out a low chuckle at her admission and let my mind drift back to last night.

As soon as we came home I started tugging Frankie's clothes off again. She followed suit and soon we were falling into my bedroom, knocking over the furniture on the way. We didn't even make it to the bed before I slid inside of her and we made love again on my bedroom floor.

I guess that's when the lamp got knocked over. Probably when the curtain got pulled down as well.

Once that session was done we crawled into bed and after a little pillow talk, Frankie was on top of me and we were at it again.

Just one look at her got me ready to go and everytime seemed to feel better than the last.

Something about the way our bodies moved against one another and the way her small frame fit perfectly with my tall one, tells me that this is right. This is what love is all about. The perfect night and the perfect first time. Or multiple first times.

Frankie manages to sit up in the bed but I manage to grab her by the hips and pull her back down with me. I am quick to manoeuvre us so that I am lying on top of her, putting just the right amount of weight on her.

She bites her lower lip and strokes my cheek gently just as I bring my lips to hers softly. I pull my face away and just look at her.

Her large eyes stare back at me and I almost feel the need to pinch myself to make sure im not dreaming.

"I must be the luckiest person in the world." I mummer and she gives me a lazy smile.

I kiss her lips once more and then roll off her so that I am on her side.

"As much as I want to spend the entire day in bed with you, I need a big cup of coffee followed by a super-hot shower." She says as a whisper.

Slowly she goes to get up again but this time she watches my every move. I raise my hands up in surrender to prove that I won't try anything again and she giggles at the sight.

Frankie grabs her oversized shirt from last night and then heads out the door.

I watch her go but mainly only to see that gorgeous ass of hers wiggle as she moves. I could kiss that ass, it's so beautiful.