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Chapter 19

I took a sip of coffee as I looked out the window and the scent of Namjoon's shirt on me lingered at the tip of my nose. This feeling. I wasn't feeling the same way after that night. At first, nervousness rushed through my body but now I'm eager for it, for him and I'm sure he feels the same way too; seeing that there hasn't been a day where we don't pass on the sex. It's officially been a week with no rest.

He's just great. No! Amazing.

I smiled to myself and sipped on my coffee. It didn't even take for me to gulp it down when I felt two arms sneaking around my waist from behind. Namjoon held me tightly and planted a kiss on my shoulder then neck.

Hazel: You're finally up.

Namjoon: You look good with my shirt on.

Hazel: Thank you. It looks better on you though. Doesn't it look like I'm wearing a dress?

Namjoon: Now that I see, it does but... I like it. You know why?

I placed the coffee mug on the table and he turned me around. We locked eyes and he took a grip of the shirt, slowly raising it and caressing my bare skin as it revealed my body.

Hazel: You'll be late to work if you continue.

Namjoon: You're not stopping me? If my girlfriend was really concerned of me being late then she'd stop me, wouldn't she?

Hazel: Right! Go get ready before you end up being late.

I pushed him away and tried not to seem flustered at the fact I hesitated quite long before knowing the answer to his question. He furrowed his eyebrows at my actions and pulled me back to him, this time with a hand behind my neck and one arm around my waist.

Namjoon: Don't ever push me away when you clearly don't want to let go.

Hazel: I know, sorry, just don't want to be the reason you're late.

He shook his head and we just stared at eachother until our faces got closer by the second, eventually going in for a passionate kiss. This was it. Even though I wanted to avoid him being late I couldn't stop him. His deep passionate kisses take me over the clouds and sweep me off my feet.

I've given myself in, once again. He's my weakness.
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Namjoon's POV

I groaned as Hazel finished me off. She looked down at me and shot me an innocent smile as if she didn't just ride the fuck out me. We were both a panting mess yet I didn't want to stop here. I flipped Hazel on her back and she gasped as I entered her once again.

Hazel: N-Namjoon! Ooh f-fuck..

Her lips parted and eyes rolled to the back of her head as her breathing became heavier. I nibbled on her neck and placed sloppy kisses all over it then made my way down to her chest and breasts.

Namjoon: I. L-Love. You. I really do.

I said through pantings. She leaned her forehead against mine and pecked my lips.

Hazel: And, I love you. So much.

We kissed and I continued my thrusting until her warm liquids came out of her. I would've stopped knowing she's tired but her moans and the way she calls me when she's breathless keeps turning me on that I can't seem to find the perfect timing to stop.

I'm just, really head over heels for this girl.

To the point where I'd give up so many things for her.
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Hazel's POV

I sat down and went through the mail that had just been dropped off. Most of them belong to Namjoon except for one, with my name on it and the college I applied for at the top corner.