There's nothing better than this feeling; his kisses through my long blonde hair, the warmth of his breath on my skin, the steady thud of his heartbeat drumming in my ears, the soft rise and fall of his chest as he breathes me in. I am his. All his. I always have been and I always will be.
"What are you thinking Lissa?" He whispers softly in my ear. "Tell me what's on your mind"
"I'm just thinking," I say softly into his chest. "About you actually."
I feel his smile against my mouth as he pulls me in for a kiss.
"Is everything okay?" He asks, concern laced through his gentle words.
"Always when I'm with you" I tell him as I stretch up and kiss him.
"Okay baby" he smiles back at me and kisses me back.
This is perfect. I'm here in his arms. I am his.
*a/n: Hey guys 😊 so this is just a little of what is to come and that shouldn't be too far off 😊 I'd love to hear your thoughts and ideas! Share me with your friends and what not but yeah, enjoy 😊*
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RomanceYour typical cliche love story with a twist, or more like a flip, twirl, spin and tumble topped off with a whole lot of drama, compilations and issues. Will they survive?
