MISSING YOU; Bradley Simpson

7.

BRAD

I need a second to realize where I am when I wake up, but once I do, I smile. I look at Evelyn, who's sleeping in my arms. I brush a strand of hair out of her face, waking her up.

"Sorry," I whisper when she looks up at me. I expect her to be grumpy and push me away so I will let her sleep, but instead, she smiles at me, her eyes barely open.

Eve turns her whole body in my direction and pecks my lips softly. I smile at her, which she returns. She sits up, covering her boobs with the blanket as she rubs her eyes.

"What time is it?" she asks, yawning.

"8 in the morning," I respond, sitting up as well and hugging her from behind. I kiss her bare shoulder, making her breath become heavier. I always liked this effect I had on her. I barely need to touch her to earn a moan or a sigh of pleasure.

"I'll make some breakfast," she kisses my cheek before standing up and walking over to her closet. She chooses clothes to wear for the day and starts dressing up. I watch as she teasingly drops the blanket that was covering her to the ground and smirks at me before pulling up her panties and putting on a bra. After she puts on her shirt and a skirt, she walks out to the kitchen.

I grin like an idiot to myself while I stand up and collect my stuff. I put on my boxers, but before I continue with the rest of my clothes, I decide to surprise Evelyn a little. I tip-toe out to the kitchen and walk up behind her, making sure to press myself hardly to her so she can feel how hard she made my just dressing up. As I expected, Evelyn gasps and turns around with wide eyes.

"Wh-What are you doing?" she gulps heavily, backing up against the counter.

"Having my breakfast," I say, before kissing her hard. I pick her up and put her on the counter. One of my hands go up to her hair while the other slides under her skirt. I start caressing her thigh.

I decide to not give in like I always do to her teasings. Instead, I give her a taste of her own medicin. I place my hand against her panties, but that's all I do. I bite down on her lip as she starts grinding onto my hand, then pull away. I smirk at her one last time before walking back to her bedroom.

"Hey!" she shouts after me. "We didn't finish."

"Karma is a bitch," I shout back, shutting the door behing me and getting dressed.

When I first met Evelyn back in uni, she was this innocent girl who didn't even look at a dick before and after we first had sex, she became worse than me. I mean that in a good way, of course. She constantly teased me by squeezing me or sliding her hand into my boxers while we were watching a movie and of course I couldn't resist. I can't believe I turned that innocent girl into this wild one. I'm not sorry, though.

I snap myself out of my thoughts by shaking my head and walk back into the kitchen. I sit down at the table and Eve places a plate with waffles on it. We always ate waffles for breakfast, because I knew how much she liked them, and I guess she still does.

"What are your plans for today?" I ask her as I take a bite from my fork.

"Well, I have to continue my book, otherwise I'm not going to finish it in time," she shrugs.

"What is it about?" I ask curiously.

"Just some cliché love, which turns into a tragedy at the end," she answers.