How Does Your Story Go? (Dinah/You)

Chapter Fifty Three

Your POV

Turning the dial down for the flame to turn off, I place the bacon onto the plate with the other things I cooked before putting them onto the dinner table. 

With the time roughly being eight thirty, I quickly run to my room to peak inside if my girlfriend was still asleep. Giggling at her body sprawled on my bed comfortably with half of the blanket hanging of the bed, I tiptoe in and slide beside her with my arm rapped around her waist.

Softly rubbing my cheek into her neck, I inwardly smile at the events last night and how it was not only the most incredible experiences we had done together but also the love we shared for each other made me really happy. 

"Babe." I whispered whilst rubbing her stomach but I got no words in response besides a groan. "C'mon babe, I made us breakfast."

Turning to my side, Dinah reluctantly opened one eye before closing it as she passed a look at my wall clock, "But it's so comfy here."

"I would have brought the food to you here but I'm not really big on having food on my bed and needing to clean the sheets if we make a mess."

Dinah shifted towards me as her arms wrapped my body close to hers, "Who needs food when I have you?" 

Knowing that my face was heating up at her words for not only what the words meant but the fact that her morning voice was doing things to me.

How the hell was I suppose to survive my mornings if this was what I was going to wake up to in the future?

I lean into her face and leave a lingering kiss right on the corner of her lips just to get a reaction out of her. If Dinah was still sleepy, the corner lip kiss knocked it right out because when I pulled back, she instantly grabbed my face for a passionate kiss. 

I wasn't complaining as she ran her hands through my hair making me moan a bit too loud for my liking but it sure boosted her ego. 

From the slightest lip bites to the roaming of the hands with the intention of wanting to be closer, it felt like I couldn't get enough of her. As we continued to fight for dominance, I slipped my hand under Dinah's shirt which she borrowed from me to get the upper hand on her. Gliding my fingers suggestively slow down her spine faltered her lips allowing me to have full control.

Realising that I was trying to get her out of bed, I sit up and pull her to my waist so she had no other place to go. Still kissing the life out of me, I manage to hold Dinah as well as coordinating my footing to get to the dinning table. It didn't help that Dinah began nipping my neck, making me want to turn back into the room but with the last ounce of willpower, I sat on a chair and pulled away from Dinah's kisses.

"Damn and here I thought that you were the food." Dinah looked at the table with her super dilated pupils. 

"I guess having you for dessert is fine too." She winked before jumping of my lap to grab juice from the fridge. 

Once we began to eat, we stuffed our faces not realising how hungry we actually were when making out. Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage and cherry tomatoes demolished on both plates, Dinah happily volunteered to wash the dishes as I quickly went to my room to change into an outfit.

The both of us didn't have much time alone as I had to go pick Jace and Alice up from Normani's house. It took a few deals to the two young ones for me to persuade them at my best friends house, hoping that my plan last night had worked.

"Baby, someone is at the door for you." I whipped my head to Dinah's voice and wuickly made my way to the front door to see my neighbour.

"Good morning Mr. Ferguson, was there something you needed from me?" I greeted politely as his face twitched with slight hesitancy.