Judah
We've had a majestic night. And a majestic morning too. Alex is pinning me down and trailing kisses all over my throat and down my collarbone. I tend to moan when he does that and he makes fun of it.
"So needy." He murmurs and catches my lips in a tantalizing kiss. Maybe I really am needy.
He starts leaving small hickeys all over my body, and I don't think I'm far away from losing it completely. Even the bed starts shaking.
"Go slower, baby..." I moan.
"It's an earthquake, sunshine."
"A what now?!" I shout panicked, but I was about to run I realize he has me still pinned beneath him.
Before I even manage to freak out, he leans in with a grin and captures my lips in another kiss, the bed shaking the same way it shook last night. He cups my face, the kiss growing more passionate, and the earthquake came to an end. I stare up at him, mesmerized.
"Entranced, sunshine?" He smirks.
"Fuck off..."
"Mhm, I really like to."
"Oh shut up."
I grin. He's so cute. I could look at him all damn day and not get tired of it. And the best part? I can.
"You're all mine, sunshine."
"Damn right I'm all yours."
"You have been all mine from six years ago."
"Six years ago..." I repeat.
"Yeah, six years ago."
Wait.
"Shit!" I exclaim. "Next week's our six years anniversary! Damn! We got a lot to-"
"Don't you worry about that, I've got it handled."
"You're the worst at having anything handled!"
"Shh, just trust me on this one."
"Whatever you say."
He kisses the side of my neck. He then smirks, his hands trailing down my waist.
"But I suggest you prepare for now. Every earthquake has aftershocks."
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We Were Never Ours
RomanceTwo men: one careful, one incandescent - a love that saves them, breaks them, and refuses to be anything but honest.
