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i slowly blinked open my eyes, seeing emma staring at me. not in a creepy way, but in a way that makes me want to kiss every inch of her face. she smiles sheepishly, and i kiss her forehead.

"take a picture, it'll last longer." i grumble, my voice deep from just waking up.

i muster up a grin, only half awake and i feel her laugh beside me. then she gets up.

i think she's going to make breakfast or some shit, but then the covers get yanked off the bed.

"it's fucking cold babe." i shiver and sit up, shooting daggers at her.

"well then get up and put on some clothes." she snickers and saunters off.

bitch.

she's my bitch though.

"EMMA." she knows not to mess with my beauty sleep. i need that shit. i throw on some pants, forget a shirt, and race down the stairs after her.

"you're gonna fucking pay." i say, reaching the kitchen and crossing my arms.

"oh yeah?" she raises her eyebrows. she was bold and it was fucking hot. "what are you going to do to me dolan?"

i start to walk around the island, her backing away. "just you wait and see princess." i smile, then lunge for her.

she laughs at me, then runs. my hands hit the wall where she was just at, then i slip on the floor going too fast. i thankfully don't eat shit, and get up. she stands in the living room, her eyes daring me to get her.

"fine. you win." i shrug, turning my back to her. i walk back to the island.

i hear her footsteps behind me, still a bit hesitant, but she's fallen for it. "seriously, you're such a bitch baby." she taunts me.

when she's close enough, i turn and grab her, throwing her over my shoulder. she yelps out of surprise.

"ETHAN!! what are you doing?!?" she's laughs, hitting my back.

i say nothing, just grin as i walk to the living room throwing her on the couch.

"ow that hurt you dickhead." she says, my arms pinning hers to the couch.

"i plan on making it up to you. after payback." i grin, my mouth going to her neck.

i hear her take a deep breath, trying to get out of my grasp. my lips reach her skin, finding her sweet spot behind her jaw under her ear. i start sucking, feeling her move under me. she starts to make noises, and it turns me on.

i kiss my way to her mouth, biting on her bottom lip. she moans, and my tongue goes into her mouth. she leans into me, making me hard as fuck. i groan, managing to get both her arms into one of my hands, still pinning them above her head. i lean back slowly, to see her flustered and hot underneath me.

"god emma, you're so fucking hot." i take my hand and run my fingers over her lips, smearing the gloss.

"ethan." she moans, and i can't hold back.

i lift her shirt up, my hands going to her breasts, letting her hands go. i needed both hands for this. her hands go to my hair, pulling it.

my mouth then finds her nipple and she stops breathing. i chuckle, swirling my tongue around the tip. she moans loudly, her hands going to roam. my mouth leaves and goes to the other nipple, making her squirm and say my name. god damnit, she sounded so good saying my name.

my mouth goes back to hers, her soft lips connecting with mine, exploring each other's mouths once again. i couldn't get enough of her. my hand treads down the middle of her chest, over her smooth stomach, stopping just above her underwear. she leans into me, and my thumb goes inside the top, running along the material of her blue victoria secret bottoms. god i could fuck her till she couldn't walk.

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