Stay With Me § BWWM JB

24 • Son of a Beach

"You're such a dick."

"Justin, wake up."

My eyes flutter open to the site of a beautiful face. "Hi," I smile.

Aaliyah's lips curve up into a grin, "Hi." She turns away and gets up, stretching her arms. I let my eyes roam all over her figure. "We slept till 2:30," she giggles.

"Are you hungry?" I ask as I get out of the bed and grab my shirt, pulling it over my head.

"Yeah, I woke up because my stomach was growling."

"We can get room service if you want," I suggest, sitting back on the bed.

"That sounds good. I kinda don't feel like changing right now. I still want you to show me around, though."

"Of course! We can go exploring later." I stand up on my feet and walk over to the desk to ring room service.

The food arrives about twenty minutes later and it's like breakfast in bed except it's lunch, but you know what I mean. 

Aaliyah and I are sitting criss cross in the middle of the bed, talking about countless of things. Being with her has made me realize so much;

1. I'm falling for her...fast.
2. She makes me feel different than how Sam made me feel. A good different that is.
3. We can be ourselves around each other (burping, farting, picking our nose, all that gross shit).
4. Almost anything will make her laugh and I do mean anything.
5. She's just as perverted as I am; dick jokes are her favorite.
6. I know what pisses her off and what doesn't, sometimes I purposely try to get under her skin cause she's so hot when she's mad.
7. She's extremely ticklish.
8. Her eyebrows furrow when she's thinking really hard and I think it's cute.
9. I can make her crumble just by the simplest touch or even one breathing to her neck.
10. I want to worship her body and make her feel good.

The list goes on, but those are just a few things that I've learned.

Aaliyah wipes under her nose, "Oh my God, you made me snot."

"Gross," I joke and breathe the grapes out of my nose. We are playing with our food like children and it brings me back to simpler times when I didn't have any responsibilities. "You have a little something right there," I point to the side of my mouth. "I'll get it."

She watches me as I move closer to her and I press my lips against hers. "Smooth," she giggles as I pull back with a slight grin.

I wink and brush my thumb near the corner of her mouth, "Looks like I got it."

"Yeah, with your lips. You're so cheesy."

"You like it," I coo, playing with the ends of her hair.

She smiles, "Just a little." I eye her as she gets up from the bed. "Take me out."

I salute her, "Yes, ma'am."

She shakes her head and slips out of her sweats to replace them with her skirt that she was wearing earlier then does the same with her sports bra and halter top.

When my right hand touches her shoulder she shyly smiles at me. "Need some help?"

"Please. I almost broke my arm trying to zip myself up this morning," she giggles.

I walk behind her and pull the zipper to the top. "There," I say quietly in her ear before she turns around and smirks. "What?"

"Nothing," she sings while bending down to slip on her heels.

When she stands up I place my hands at her waist and pull her close, "Are you trying to seduce me?"

She turns to face me with furrowed eyebrows, "No, but I bet that I easily could."