That Night

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Sneaking away from the camera men, Jeremiah took my hand and led me to the back door of the Inn, he already had a reservation and everything and let the employees know that he was coming. We stealthy sneaked to the elevator and we were out of the camera's view, so the coast was clear at that moment. I didn't know what the surprise was, and the room was all the way down the hall, and when we got there, he opened the door and behind it was a king sized bed, rose petals leading from the bathroom to the sheets on the bed. I've told him about this, about how I wanted it to be, how I wanted this night to be, and he listened and made every detail come true. The lights were off, candles were spread on the desk, TV stand, night stand, bathroom counter, and some on the window sill.

"Jeremiah." I said, breathing slowly, as I knew how this was going to end. I turned around to hug him, but by then he stopped me in my tracks and led my fingers to the edges of his shirt, I slowly peeled it off of him and he kissed my lips, something we weren't allowed to do. He took my hands and pulled me to the bathroom where he caressed my body, the shower was turned on and the steam fogged up the mirror, he traced a heart in it for me.

Once we got in the shower, he kissed my lips, holding onto my hips as I ran my fingers through his curly wet hair. He picked me up by my thighs and carried me out to the bed and dropped me on the sheets, I laid on my back and waited for him as he was drying his hair off, which I could see he was doing in the mirror on the wall.

After a moment or two, he came out and sat on top of my stomach, he slipped out a torn piece of fabric and asked in a soft voice, "is this what you wanted too?" I nodded, "yes, please." He took my wrists and tied them with the fabric on the bed posts, and I couldn't release myself.

He leaned over and kissed my neck, caressing my chest and started to kiss down to my collar bone and then on my belly. His hands never stopped rubbing my sides even though it tickled me. Jeremiah kissed my hip bones and noticed a trail of hickeys, which looked like he was hurting me to death.

By the time it was over, I didn't know what happened, and I don't know how it ended, it was five o'clock in the morning when we went to sleep and he cuddled with me to help me fall asleep.

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