Challenge Accepted (Editing)

No...Please

Last night was one of the best nights I've ever had and I regret nothing. It's Saturday morning and Eric is still asleep beside me, not wanting to wake up no matter how many times I tell him to wake up.

"Eric, get up." I tugged on his arm but he only groaned, "Come on, get up." I tried pulling his arm again but he only wrapped it around me and pulled me into him. He's really warm. I was wearing his clothes again as he put his hand under the shirt and held onto my waist.

"Baby, go back to sleep." He whined huskily.

I would be a liar if I said that him holding me in his warmth didn't make me want to go back to sleep but we had to get up; it was about to be 11 and I am not staying asleep this late.

I wiggle out of his grasp but he caught my hand and held onto it, that big baby, "I will push you off the bed if needed." I threatened but he didn't budge, "Alright fine," I pouted but I'm not giving up that easily, "I need to leave anyway, I'll ask someone to..." I saw him glaring at me with his sleepy face and I was really struggling on holding back a laugh.

"I'm up, I'm up." He groaned as he slowly started sitting up but then he stopped and crashed back down onto the bed, "Five more minutes." His voice was muffled from the pillow and I rolled my eyes even though he couldn't see me do it.

I giggled, "I'm gonna start breakfast and I'll wake you up when it's done, alright?" I tugged on his hand, the one that held onto, and he turned his head towards me and opened his eyes.

"I love you." His voice still traced with sleep as it was deeper and more attractive, making anyone swoon over him.

I leaned to him and placed a quick kiss on his lips but he kept placing more on mine before he pulled me on top of him, now straddling his hips as we kissed passionately. His hands roamed my curves, placing each hand on my bottom and pushing me more towards him. I let his tongue wander my mouth, as I try to stifle a moan.

I was reluctant but I pulled away, "Do you want breakfast or not?" I smirked.

"I don't know, this seems better." I rolled my hips down on his crotch and felt his hard on as his breath hitched and he groaned,

"You're only saying that 'cause you're hard," I placed a small kiss on the tip of nose and got off of him and made my way to the door.

"So you're gonna leave me like this?" He asked playfully and I turned around.

"Yep." I agreed while popping the P as a smile tugged on my lips.

"So that's how it is, huh?" A smile forced its way on his face as his eyes twinkled with amusement.

"You should've gotten up when I told you too." I teased and left the room, heading to make breakfast.

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Eric was taking a shower after we ate breakfast while I did the dishes. I don't mind doing the dishes, for some odd reason I like doing the dishes, I have nothing against it. It gives me time to think but at the same time I'm doing something to keep me from overthinking and it's getting something done.

I heard the shower water go off and after a minute I heard the bathroom door open. I listened to his footsteps get closer to me and his arms were eventually wrapped around my waist. He was still slightly wet from the shower, the only thing he had on was the towel that hugged just below his hips, showing off his V-line.

"I could've done them, you know." He says referring to the dishes that I was almost complete with.

"I know you could've but I wanted to, plus I made the breakfast so wouldn't it be right if I cleaned up my mess?" I asked as his grip around me tightened and his hips subtly moved forward and I felt his hardened member move against me, I chuckled and slowly shook my head, "Hard again, are we?"