The Only Hope For Me Is You | Adam Gontier

What Is Love?

"Excuse me, Adam," I say, raising an eyebrow at him as he tries to take off my shirt.
"Can't we do something?" he begs, making me laugh.
"I'm pregnant, so I don't think so," I respond, rolling my eyes playfully. It's been a few weeks, and you can tell that I have a minuscule bump in my stomach—although it's not really visible from over my clothes.
"But Eve!"
"What do you want?" I groan.
He leans in closer before whispering in my ear, "I want you." I shiver at his words, and he notices. "I knew it. You want me, too," he smirks as he pulls away.
"Fuck you, Adam." I scowl at him before bursting into laughter.
"I read online about this," he tells me.
"What exactly is "this"?" I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Oral. It's perfectly safe during pregnancy," he responds without missing a beat. My breath catches in my throat, and Adam smirks again. "You up for it?" he murmurs, moving closer so his lips are almost brushing mine.
"Um," I stammer, his scent flooding my nose and making me giddy.
"Yes?"
I nod quickly, and his lips meet mine. I lie back onto the bed, and he fumbles with my zipper before pulling off my jeans. I sit up to take off my shirt, and he kisses me again, his lips warm and inviting against mine. I unbuckle his belt, pushing down his jeans and letting him kick them off. He pulls away to take off his shirt, and I immediately pull him to me again. Tangling my hands in his hair, I moan softly as he kisses down my neck.
It feels like electricity shoots through me every time we touch. Butterflies erupt in my stomach when he kisses me. When he looks at me, I feel like I could stare into his blue eyes forever. Maybe this is what you call love?

A/N
AGAIN ME NO WRITE-Y SMUT/PORN/SEXY STEAMY SHIT
ME IS A LOVELY SMOL ANGEL
wait I'm not that smol but oh well
And sorry for the shitty ending but hehehe SHIT'S GONNA GO DOWN SOON AND DON'T KILL ME OKAY