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Alissa's POV

"Alissa you have 5 minutes until you go" one of the directors for the show said to me. "Okay thank you" I smiled.

Timmy was sitting in one of the chairs in front of me; on his phone. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him.

He smiled at me and kissed me lightly. "I'm a little nervous for some reason" I said. "Baby, you're going to be amazing. You're beautiful and you will be fine" he grabbed the sides of my face and kissed me once more.

"Thank you Timmy" I smiled and let go of him. "I'll be sitting out there, okay" he smiled and walked away.

I pulled myself together and looked at myself in the mirror.

"Okay Alissa" I heard my name being called. I walked over to where all the models were in line.

I watched the model that was before me come back from the runway, which means I go next.

Soon enough, being pulled out of my thoughts I was walking. Keeping a straight face and looking ahead. I could see Timmy from the corner of my eye.

I circled the runway and walked backstage.

A few hours later.

The show was over and I finally changed out of my dress. I was in my dressing room when I heard a knock.

"Come in" I said as I was packing all my stuff.

"Look at you miss model" I heard a familiar voice, knowing it was Timmy's voice.

I looked up at him and smiled. He came towards me and hugged me, I hugged him back.

I looked at him. "What is it" he lifted an eyebrow. "I love you Timmy, and i know love is a big word to say, especially since we're still so new in our relationship. But I really do love you Timmy" I said.

"Alissa, mon coeur. I love you so much more" he said as he held my hands. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him; I gave him multiple kisses on his face.

"Okay you weirdo" he laughed and held my waist.

"I need a bed, now" I laughed

"Come on, let's go" Timmy said as he helped with my things.

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We finally made it back to the hotel, with all the paparazzi bombarding us, we made it.

I sat my bags down and went to the room.

Timmy followed behind.

"I'm gonna shower, wanna join?" I looked at him and smirked. "You read my mind" Timmy came towards me and picked me up.

He carried me into the bathroom and put me down. Timothée shut the door.

I started to undress in front of him. I took my top off then my pants off, leaving me in my underwear.

Timmy hasn't said anything, all he was doing was staring at me.

A blush crept up on me. "Enjoying the show" I laughed. "I sure am" he smirked.

Me and him both took our clothing off and landed in the shower.

The water was hitting both of us, creating a sensual mood.

The shower glass was fogging up. I saw a wet looking Timothée.

I ran my hands through his wet curls. "The simplest things, you make them look hot" I said and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I'm dating the hottest girl, a model to be exact" he replied and pushed me back onto the shower wall.

I kissed him, leaving no space between us. He grabbed onto my waist and pulled me closer; if that was even possible.

Me and Timothée haven't had sex yet; we're still taking things slow. But in this moment, I really want this man.

He started to kiss my neck, earning a small moan from me.

He kissed down my neck down to my chest. "Timmy" I say. "I want you" I looked into his hazel eyes.

He smiled at me and kissed me again, but this time harder.

He started to get down on the ground slowly. His face eye level to my heat.

I felt his tongue explore me. Me knees instantly went weak. "Timmy" I moaned out, he moaned, sending vibrations through me.

He continued to kiss and lick me. He soon came up to me again and kissed me. I scrunched my face a little, I was tasting myself.

He brought my leg onto his waist. Positioning himself.

He kissed me as he slowly slid into me. "Fuck Alissa" he moaned into my shoulder. His face was buried into my shoulder as he continued to pick up the pace.

Our moans were filling up the hotel bathroom.

"I love you Alissa" he kissed me lightly on the shoulder. "I love you Timmy" I replied regaining my breath.

This chapter was a little....mature.

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