SOLACE

thirty-one

       I was already out of breath when he teasingly slips his fingers to my panties as he slowly trails kisses from my ear then lowering to my jaw until it reached my neck. This is what he's good at. At fucking teasing me.

While I was already stripped off of my clothes,  he was still wearing his shirt. I pulled up the hem of his shirt as he backs away and throws it to the floor. His muscles flex with his every move which just made me want him more. 

He changes our position when he lays my head on the couch and puts me in between his legs. He kisses me softly at first until it became intense when he slipped his tongue inside and I didn't even notice when he inserted his finger inside me. 

"Fuck, Henry," I moaned when he slowly thrusts his finger and he muffles my words with his kisses.

He then puts his thumb to my clit as he simultaneously changes the pace of his thrusts. His lips going back to my nipples. He slowly goes down and puts his warm tongue in between my folds as he continues to finger inside me. Not long after, a shiver went down my spine as I cummed and panted. I grabbed his jaw and rested my lips on his as I finished. 

He lays down beside me and I rest my leg on top of him, his hand grabbing my ass. I laid my head on his chest as I catch my breath. My naked chest clinging to his as I closed my eyes and just relaxed my body for a while.

I felt Henry's hand wiping off the sweat on my forehead. I opened my eyes and lifted my head to place a kiss on his lips.

"I love you, Adeline," He whispers as he looks at me intently. 

My lips automatically smiled as I heard the words coming out of his mouth.

"What makes you say that?" I chuckled lightly.

"Because I found the person I would want to take risks for," He softly says and with the way he looks at me, it makes me want to melt in his arms. 

"I'm glad I met you. I mean, who would've thought that the guy I met at Mave's party would turn out to be my future boyfriend," I say as I dreamily stare at the ceiling. 

"Boyfriend sounds nice," He teases, I turned my gaze to him and gave him a grin.

It does. It felt nice being in a healthy relationship where you help each other grow and where you both feel the same intense feelings for each other. I didn't even have to question my worth when I'm with him because I already know how much I mean to him. That's how much he loves me.

I didn't even need help but he puts on my bra and clasps it from behind as I hold my hair from behind to help him. He kisses my shoulder as he wraps his arms on my waist and rests his chin on my shoulder.

"Okay, we should get up. We're going to paint," I encouraged as I turned my back to him.

I was only wearing my underwear when I stood up and pulled him up while he was still shirtless which, wasn't a problem for me. 

He walks towards the speaker to turn it on and play a song. My ears immediately recognized the song as he outstretches his hand to me. He raises my hand above my head before he twirls me and putting his hand on the small of my back to dip me.

He places a soft kiss on my lips before standing me up again as we slow dance in his living room, following the rhythm of the song while he whispers the lyrics to my ears. I smile at him while looking into his eyes and right then and there, I could say I was happy. Genuinely happy.

I sat on the stool placed by the window while he adjusts his easel and putting a canvas. I waited as he prepared his brushes and paint that he was going to use.

"Acrylic or oil?" He asks holding the two paints in his hands.

"Acrylic," I answered. 

He nods as he continues to grab different acrylic paints while he holds a palette on the other. 

While he was busy, I decided to wear my clothes. I slightly opened the windows to let the air in while the soft music plays in the background. 

When I look back to Henry, he was preparing the pencils and pen while he had his canvas already placed on the easel. 

"I'm just going to sketch first today or maybe if it will be quick I'll start painting this tonight," He informs me.

"I can move, right? Because I don't know how this works," I asked.

"Yes, it's fine. You don't have to strain yourself," He chuckles at me. 

"This is just an advantage for me since I don't have to sketch someone from a picture, which will help me creating the details," He added.

"I hope you can make me beautiful in your painting," I joked.

"Adeline Elizabeth, you're already beautiful," He says as he peered at me while he sketches. 

I bit the inside of my cheeks to compress the fluttering feeling in my stomach. I observed as he continues to use me as his subject. Something in the way he looks at me with an intense gaze makes me want to be just under him again. 

It felt weird being looked at for me before especially if this was the circumstances, I would totally be unsteady and anxious about what I looked like, if am I being lanky? Is my hair messy? Is my zit obvious? But none of that came into my mind when it's his eyes I'm looking at.

Looking at his eyes gives me assurance, peace, and happiness. You would just know that you don't have to worry about anything, as long as it's him. I unconsciously smiled as I think of him and he noticed it.

"What are you thinking?" He gives me a wide grin while he sketches on the canvas.

"You," I answered with a cheeky smile.

Who would've thought I could be this happy?