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Until he pulled away forcefully, "I want you, so bad, baby, but after I read this poem." She groaned once again and buried her face in his neck.

"I hate you," she uttered angrily which he only found adorable. She was a hot and bothered mess and he didn't seem to have the means to fix her anytime soon.

"You love me, really," he replied cheekily. She just placed a kiss on his collarbone, sucking harshly, no doubt leaving love bites the way he had done her.

"Adrianna," he moaned, suddenly feeling his cock throb, "I know what you're doing."

"I'm not doing anything," she smirked against his skin, "but please do read the poem, my love," she continued against he skin. He released a throaty groan and turned his attention back to the notebook in his hand.

He didn't start reading, in fact, he was squinting at the page, "Your bloody handwriting is too damned fancy for me," he huffed out. In response, she only continued on with her intoxicating kisses.

"exotic passion

"epigraph
borderline kind of obsessed
i'm on
s o m e k i n d o f d r u g
—Some Kind Of Drug by G-Eazy

"tantalising
little drops
of heaven.
you'll find it to be
cold and hard
at first,
but
quickly warm up
to you
and melt into
liquid gold
at the touch
of your presence;
along with the
aromatic smell
of the
lusciously rich cacao
that rushes your heart
in a frenzy as it awaits
when your
lush, vibrant pink lips
seductively touch the
velvety smooth
succulent chocolate.

"and the effect
is eerily the same
to the anticipation
before an
euphoric yet apprehensive
and diffident kiss.
a kiss that is
slow and heated,
passionate and sinful,
heaven and cloud nine.
a kiss that
takes over your thoughts
until you can no longer
fathom in to words.
and in the end,
it is a kiss of
the person who you
undoubtedly, without a
second thought
know is the one who
you will spend infinity with.
and as long as
you're with that person,
everyday is forever."

[ a|n that is the format of how the poem is written in adrianna's notebook ]

Fuck, I need a cold fucking shower. Or I need to be in-fucking-side of my terribly sexy girl right now, Phoenix thought rather murderously.

"Adrianna," he called out softly as he closed the book and set it on the bookshelf next to him. Despite his call, the girl currently wrapped around his body didn't lift her head for she was blushing crimson, her face nearly the colour of a pomegranate.

"Babygirl," he called again in the same voice and this time, she picked up her head agonisingly slow.

"I love it," he rasped out. Adrianna didn't reply, instead she was stuck in a daze staring at him.

"You wrote it about me, about us, baby," he nuzzled his face in her neck. She arched her back into him as she felt his hot breath on her pulse.

She wanted to scoff at his utter stupidity for possibly thinking it could have been about anyone else, but the sweet moan he elicited stopped her. Then again, I could have fun with this, she thought mischievously.

"No, it's about another man," she let out in a whimper as his grip on her waist tightened painfully. He turned them around within a flash of a second and banged her against his door.