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A/N SMUT ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
I wake up with the bed empty, turning on my side, I peel my eyes open as light floods in. I notice cool air coming through the open balcony.
Stretching, I get out of bed and walk towards the balcony where I see Calvin, a joint in between his long fingers, gazing across the view, I wrap my arms around from behind him, laying my head on his wide back.
'Morning.'
'Morning sweetheart,'
'You're always up before me.'
'I'm an insomniac, I have been for most of my life, I generally go days without sleep, until some days I collapse. But with you, I sleep longer than usual, I had six hours just today.'
I open my mouth to speak yet no words come out. I just close my eyes.
He's generally more awake and more aware than everyone yet with such little sleep...
Our breathing aligns and I hear his heart beating.
He flips round, facing me, then leans down and pulls me for a sensual kiss. Incapsulating my lips, he works his hypnotic magic.
He pushes towards me, so much so that I take a step back. For every step he takes I take one back. Into my room, onto my bed.
Pulling his shirt over his head, he lays kisses from my neck, to my stomach, to my upper inner thigh, to my core, I feel myself heat up.
He swiftly pulls off my shorts and underwear and the cool air hits me, he buries his head between my legs and I feel overcome by pleasure.
My hands wrap around his hair, I arch my back pulling him closer, feeling a wave coming. Inserting a finger he worked his magic, my hands clasping tighter, as I reach cloud 9, I scream out ecstasy.
Calvin looks at me with a smirk.
'My girl's a screamer.' He says, while hovering above me, arrogant carsehole. He brings his lips down to mine so I can taste my juices. He bites down hard on my lip as I had done to him before, his rough hands crawling across my body.
This boy drives me crazy.
He rips off my shirt and my breasts spring free, the nub already tightening, he takes them into his hands, kissing each.
'Fuck Blair.' His voice is so incredibly raspy, and my name flows out of his mouth.
Grabbing his wallet, he takes out a silver wrapper, I help pull off his jeans and boxers, his dîck springing free.
