SWEETLY SEDUCTIVE

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'𝕚 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖.' - 𝔽𝕀ℕℕ𝔼𝔸𝕊

Melanie Michaels

Dear Diary...

Mitchell and I walk along the beach, hands clasped together as we enjoy our last morning of Benidorm. we were leaving in 4 hours and we wanted to enjoy the warm sea for the last time. Mitchell pulls me closer into his side as we pass a group of lads, some who were eying me up and cat calling.

"Mitch, chill, its okay. I'm with you, aren't I?" I rub my thumb along his knuckles as his dark gaze locks on with my soft one.

he sighs deeply through his nose whilst pressing a kiss to my forehead, "its this bikini, its showing off your amazing body," he glides a finger underneath the material that was above my hip. I smile amusedly and look down at the leopard print bikini that accentuated my cleavage and hips.

"and this 'amazing body', as you put it, is yours," I smirk knowing that saying I was his would appease his possessive and dominate side, his dark gaze turns lustful making me giggle and dragging him with me into the sea.

I think he needs cooling off.

I splash salty water at him as he chases me in the sea, laughing together at our playful mood. he catches me and throws me further into the water causing me to squeal as my body is engulfed in the cool water. I open my eyes under the water and look around for my tough guy. spotting the familiar blue trunks, I swim over to them, I grip his hips and pull myself above the water. he smiles widely and lifts me up by my bum, giving me a peck on the check before he leans back and we both going splashing into the water.

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I place both the suitcases, mine and Mitchell's, at the rooms door ready for when we leave. I laugh amusedly as I hear Mitchell's horrible singing from the shower, I tidy the bed and place his new set of clothes on top of the white sheets.

I hear a curse come from the bathroom and then Mitch's wet head pops out from around the door, "can you get a towel, please cherry?" he smiles sort of bashfully.

I move around the bed and lift up the towel that was on the dresser, "oh, this towel," I wave it around tauntingly, "do I get a kiss? if I give it, yah?"

he chuckles and nods, wiping water droplets out of his eyes. I prance towards him, he opens the door letting me see all of him, I wriggle my eyebrows jokingly as I wrap the towel around his waist, "shut up," he murmurs bringing his lips down onto mine. his wet arms close around my waist trying to pull me in closer, I push off his chest braking the kiss, he groans in protest.

"hush up, you aren't getting my clothes wet, tough guy," he sticks his tongue out at me and starts to dry off and get dressed. I watch as he pulls his top down over his newly tattooed torso, I hold in my laughter as I remember that it was his Chinese order.

Mitchell goes over to the door, after pulling on his trainers, and opens it. "come on, then. your family should be waiting for us," he picks up the two small suitcases, "by the way, when was you going to tell me Grayson was your cousin?" he asks in disbelief.

I move past him and close the door once he came out, we walk down the short corridor and I pressed the small button for the elevator, "I was going to, but I thought it would have been funnier to see your surprised face," I playfully try and recreate his surprised face once he saw Frank at the airport a few days prior, " which it was, got a photo of it and everything." we step into the elevator, he pinches my side making me bat his hand away.

he pulls my body into his and starts placing feather-light kisses down my neck and collarbone, I moan as he places his kisses on a sensitive hickey that he had been abusing all week. he stops kissing when the elevator opens for an elderly couple, I blush as the old woman smiles at us both.

"I wish we could stay here longer," Mitchell whispers in my ear, I smile in agreement.

"we have school tomorrow, though," he groans making me laugh at his dislike for Abbey Grove.

the doors open showing the lobby, pulling apart Mitchell once again picks up both our cases. he goes over to my dad and Frank, whilst I go and check out of our room, I trade in our room keys for our passports.

"I like him. he's good for you," I turn to see my mum and nice auntie, not Frank's mother who's my father's sister, they were both smiling widely. I look over at Mitchell and see him laughing and messing about with the men of my family.

"I think I love him, to be honest, with you," I smile bashfully at the women, my auntie throws her arm over my shoulders and gives me a big squeeze whilst my mum gushes at me and Mitchell. I hear my dad beckoning us over, telling us that the mini bus for the airport was here. Mitchell raises his arm allowing me to snuggle into his side as we exit the hotel and get into the back of the taxi.

~~~

the fairy lights cast a soft amber glow over my darkened room, me and Mitchell lay on our sides face to face. he traced his finger tips over my naked back, drawing patterns onto my skin, drawing me closer to my slumber. I press a kiss on his chin, nose and corner of his mouth, he sighs moving his head slightly connecting our lips in a slow loving kiss.

he rolls on top of me, my legs wrapped around his waist, and he throws the covers over his shoulders sealing our entwined bodies in warmth. he lays his tanned body over mine, my hands nestled in his hair and caressing his neck as our lips hesitantly connect in a deep kiss. he moves slowly, drawing himself in deeper with each thrust, he rests his head in the crock of my neck.

our soft pants fill the tranquil room as we move closer to our release, I lay love bites along his left peck as he whispers loving words into my ear. he joins our hand together, pushing them into the pillow on either side of my head as his thrusts become harder. our teeth clash as our tongues dance in a breathless kiss, he releases with a shudder the heat of his cum pushes me over the edge.

we pull away slowly our kiss being the last thing to break, "I love you." Mitchell murmurs tiredly as he removes the condom and chucks it into the bin, I gape at his naked back as he moves into the bathroom.

he loves me?

he comes back to the bed and wipes at my cunt with a warm wet cloth, he threw it onto the floor and climbed back into the white-sheet bed. I look at him as he settles back into the fluffy pillow, "you love me?" I question getting out of my shock.

"of course I do," he chuckles weakly staring intensely at the ceiling, "how could I not love you, Melanie?"

I take hold of his hand and squeeze it as tightly as I could, "I love you, too, Mitchell," he turns his head and we lock eyes in a vulnerable moment, neither of us feeling so bare and emotional. he wraps his arms around my body in a secure and safe hold, together we fall asleep in my amber lit room.