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— tartle —
(v) panicking and hesitating just before you have to introduce someone whose name you can't quite remember
origin ; scots
"Phoenix!" I shrieked and burst into a fit of laughter as he picked me up in his arms and spun me around.
"My beautiful girl," he whispered happily as our lips gently brushed past each others.
"You're all mine," I whispered in the same tone with a smile before pressing my lips to his.
"I am, étoile filante, and I have been from the moment I locked gazes with you," he whispered in between our kisses. He walked us over to his bed, setting me down on the edge and climbed in himself, sitting up against the headboard.
"Come here, beautiful," he called softly for me to sit in his lap. I followed, straddling him and resting my head against his chest, hearing his wild heartbeat.
"Your heart, it beats wildly," the words came out, almost inaudibly, before I could think.
"Only when I'm with you," he replied and I felt the definite blush spreading across my cheeks.
"I have a surprise for you," he stated in a quiet voice.
"What is it?" I lifted my head up almost immediately and stared at him with wide eyes.
"Where's the element of surprise there, darling," he teased whilst I pouted.
"All I'll tell you is pack a bag for the weekend," he said as his hand found its way under my shirt and rested on my hipbone.
"I don't like you," I huffed and buried my face in his chest.
"You love me, étoile filante," I felt the rumble of his chest as he laughed wholeheartedly.
"When are we leaving?" I questioned.
"In an hour and a half," he answered cheekily.
"Phoenix! I have to go pack!" I almost yelled, immediately scrambling to get up. He only tugged on my hand, causing me to fall back in his lap.
"You don't need to pack much, baby, and you'll have my clothes to wear too. You have no idea how sexy you look wearing my clothes," he nuzzled his face in my neck and a blush coated my cheeks.
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Half and hour later and I was hurriedly throwing clothes in my duffle bag as Phoenix sat happily on my bed, snickering as he watched me.
"Okay, I'm done packing, so now I'm going to take a super quick shower," I rushed out, going to my dresser to grab undergarments.
"Baby," his deep voice came behind me and his arms wrapped around my waist, "Take your time, there's no rush. I said I'd like to leave in half hour, but that doesn't mean we have to. Don't stress, my love," he breathed in my ear.
"O-Okay," I stuttered as his hands trailed lower.
"I'm hungry," he said huskily, biting softly on my earlobe.
"P-Phoenix," I moaned lowly.
"You want me, don't you, baby," he taunted as his hands travelled to my soaking heat.
"And you're bloody dripping for me right now, aren't you, Adrianna," his voice dropped an octave and then some.
"Ph-Phoenix, I-I have to undress an-" Fuck, why did I say that.
"Do it right now, sexy," he pressed, spinning me out of his embrace by my hand. He let go of my hand, returning back to his seat on my bed with inviting eyes.
"Undress yourself for me, Adrianna," his tone demanding as he smirked. I was completely at his mercy.
Slowly, I lifted my shirt, his shirt over my head, dropping it on the ground. His eyes darkened as I pushed my bra up, letting my breasts spill just a little.
"Adrianna," he gritted through his teeth. I shot him a much sultry smile as my hand went to the waistband of my track shorts and my fingers ran across it back and forth.
"Should I take them off, should I not," I said in a sing song voice, smiling innocently at the bloke.
"You are actually, a, goddamned tease, what the hell," his voice took on an angry tone as lust shined in his eyes. In one swift move, I pushed down on the waistband of both my shorts and my underwear and stood before him.
His jaw dropped and he was frozen, as if he really wasn't expecting me to do it and I used the moment to snatch my robe off its hanger and rush into my en suite.
The steaming water caused all the tension I hadn't known was in my body to dissipate. My eyes fluttered close as I lathered on coconut lime body wash all over my skin and I couldn't help but imagine it was his hands instead.
Moments later, I felt hands grip my waist from behind me and a gasp left my mouth. He pulled me flush against him and I moaned feeling his erection against my arse.
"You've been a bad girl," he growled, pushing himself against me harder but not entering.
"Your relentless teasing, it needs to end," he bit down on my earlobe as he took my breasts in his hands and he began massaging them. My eyes closed and my head tilted back to lean on his shoulder.
Soft gasps and moans fell from my mouth and groans fell from his as we were slowing grinding against each other. It was slow, sweet, and I loved it, I loved him.
"Phoenix," I moaned unbelievably loud as he entered me from behind, filling me wholly and completely. Before I could process what was happening, he turned us around, pinning me against the shower's marble wall.
He began thrusting deeply and quickly, gripping my waist in a bruising way. My loud screams were relentless as he pummelled inside of me.
"Look at me, Adrianna," he demanded and I immediately turned my head. Before I could meet his gaze, he slammed his lips against mine.
"Ph-Phoenix," I moaned, I was so close. His fingers trailed in between my legs and in a slick movement, he thrusted two fingers inside of my dripping cunt.
My hands went to his hair; the burning water jetting down our bodies forgotten as he continued to take me mercilessly.
"Phoenix," I whimper softly.
"Come for me, baby," he groaned, filling me even more than I thought possible.
"Phoenix!" I screamed, coming around his fingers. I felt his warm liquid spill in my arse as I fell limp in his arms.
"Fuck, Adrianna," he groaned, his palm slamming on the wall beside me.
"You feel so, fucking, good," he said lowly, pulling out and turning me around. Banging me against the wall, he pinned my hands above my head and kissed me greedily.
He positioned himself at my pussy's entrance and I gasped feeling him hard as ever.
"Surprised baby?" I only nodded, my eyes wide and lips slightly parted.
"I can't ever get enough of you - soul, mind, body and all," he whispered against my lips before kissing me passionately.
Our tongues danced with each other and he slid into me with ease once again and I couldn't hold back my screams as I felt him stretch me out.
"You're going to come, one more time," he all but growled whilst I nodded with a whimper.
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We were driving through the forest, the sun glinting and filtering through the tall trees. Though, I was clearly lost where Phoenix was taking us, he definitely knew where he was going. Of course he did, a voice retorted sarcastically in my head.
I found myself in a state of bliss with my feet upon the dashboard as we drove, utterly surrounding by nature and all within.
Phoenix has always managed to catch me off guard and amaze me really, and right now was no exception as he pulled into a driveway of a tiny cabin house.
"Here we are," he smiled at me.
"This is yours?" I asked in awe and he nodded with a cheeky grin.
"It's so cute," I gushed over the house.
"It's our home for the weekend," the smile was still on his face.
I smiled and eye crinkling smile, "My home is wherever you are, Phoenix."
"Oh, Adrianna," he held my hand in his, "You are my home," the look in his eyes shining with pure adoration.
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"Come on," he whined as I continued wiping off my makeup with the cotton ball.
"Hold on," I giggled, "I'm almost done."
We spent most of the day curled up in each other by the fireplace and discussing the classics; specifically Catherine and Heathcliff's toxic relationship and whether or not Heathcliff had character development or not.
It was late at night now and we were in his bedroom with Phoenix sitting on the bed, staring at me through the mirror as I stood by it, cleaning my face. He stared at me with piercing eyes and I caught him drinking in my appearance, raking his eyes over my body and my cheeks heated up.
"Adriannaaa," he whined once again and I giggled in response. He was desperate to show me something and I knew I was testing his patience. It was only time before he picked me up and carried me over his shoulder wherever he planned to.
"Okay, I'm all done," I smiled, rubbing on a simple lip oil and closing the tube.
"Fucking finally," he praised right behind me and I shrieked. I hadn't even realised he was that close to me. He spun me around and we were chest to chest flush against each other.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered, kissing me. I kissed back passionately but he pulled away before it could become something more and I pouted.
"Now, come on," he nearly cried and took me by the hand, dragging me. A bubbly laughter left my lips and he led us outside to the back of the cabin.
He led me to a glass platform in the very middle of the backyard and as we stepped on it, fairy lights strung in row upon rows twinkled on over our heads.
My eyes flickered down for a rather quick second, but widened upon seeing what was through the glass.
"Phoenix," I gasped, absolutely mesmerised, "I can't believe you have your own greenhouse." I lifted my eyes to meet his once again and love danced in his eyes while his cheeks tinted pink.
"I'll take you inside if you'd like, yeah?" He cracked a boyish grin and I nodded enthusiastically.
"Dance with me, Adrianna," he breathed, holding out his hand for me and I took it.
"Wait," he pulled away frantically, pulling out his hone.
"There we go," he tapped away on his phone and War of Hearts by Ruelle started playing. Our song, I thought as a smile etched it's way on my face. He placed his phone on the glass ground beside us and took my hand in his.
And slowly, his whisked me away, swaying lightly as my head rested on his chest and my eyes fluttered close.
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An hour later and Phoenix and I were sitting on a sand shore of a lake. From his cabin's backyard, we left our little makeshift dance floor and he took us down a gravel path to a small lake.
He held me to his chest as I held my knees to mine and we overlooked the moonlight glistening water.
"Adrianna," he softly kissed my neck.
"Yes Phoen," I turned my head slightly and he softly kissed my cheek.
"Come for a swim with me," he whispered huskily.
I giggled, "I don't have a bathing suit."
"And," he pressed in nonchalance, his hands slowly trailing all over my body. Despite the humidity of the night, goosebumps rose along my skin at the feel of his electrifying fingertips.
"This is my favourite crew neck," I pouted, looking down at the very thin Lauv crewneck.
"Oh, baby," he laughed throatily, "who said we had to keep our clothes on?" I gasped feeling his hand trail inside my joggers and rub me where I was painfully aching for his touch.
"Already wet for me baby," he groaned, pushing my lace underwear to the side and thrusted two fingers inside my wet heat.
"Oh," I moaned, throwing my head back on his shoulder and arching my back in pleasure. His fingers slid in and out with ease at a constant pace and my chest rose and fell rapidly with my heavy breathing.
"Phoenix," I moaned, screwing my eyes shut as I felt near my climax.
"Let's go take a dip in the water, baby," he groaned as I came around his fingers.
"Mmm, skinny dipping, babe?" I half said, half moaned with my eyes still closed and head still on his shoulder.
He brought his fingers to his mouth and licked my juices off whilst I stared with wide eyes.
I stood up and slipped off my shirt, giving him a sultry smile and he leaned back on his arms and stared at me with dark eyes. My joggers came off next and his smirk widened. I pouted when he didn't move in the slightest and he shrugged in nonchalance with the bloody smirk still on his face.
"I guess I'm going skinny dipping alone," I winked and turned around, walking on the pier to the edge. Knowing he was going to come behind me, I slipped off the straps of my bra down my arms and unhooked it. I dropped it beside me on the piers and slid off my panties.
"All undressed for me," he whispered huskily and pulled me flush against his naked chest.
"Phoenix," I moaned, feeling his erection against my arse.
"I love the sounds you make," he said roughly, sending shocks to resonate throughout my body.
"Adrianna, let's go, because I'm very damn close to taking you on this pier right here and right now," he groaned.
"Take me away," I smiled. He came around me, taking my hand in his and leading us to the very edge of the pier.
"Jump, étoile filante," he whispered and together, we jumped into the water.
"I've never done this," he laughed throatily when we came back above the surface.
Another hour went by before we decided to get out the lake. He carried me bridal style to the backyard of the cabin - my undergarments in hand - and pulled his white t-shirt over my head and slipping on my underwear for me before pulling on his boxers and sweats.
"There's one more thing we need to do before the night is over," he smiled at me as his eyes twinkled in the moonlight. I only nodded in response and took his hand.
He took us throughout the cabin house, to the rooftop. Seeing the fluffy duvet and pillows set cozily made my heart beat wildly. I turned my head slightly to see him already staring at me.
Love glistened in his eyes and I wasn't too sure who's smile was wider, brighter.
And suddenly, I found myself stargazing the enticing night sky with Phoenix Worthington.
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d a y a f t e r
[ hours after ]
« P H O E N I X ' S P O V »
Grunting, my eyes opened and I took in my surroundings. We were laying in bed, in my cottage - the cottage I never brought anyone to before, let alone a girl.
I looked over to see Adrianna wrapped up in almost all the blankets and she was shivering, yet asleep. She looked so peaceful, in bliss even.
I wrapped an arm lazily around her bare waist under the sheets and pulled her close against my body; she didn't stir in the slightest.
Adrianna Vasiliev, God was she beautiful, exquisite even, and she had my heart. From that bloody moment she walked into me, my heart was hers. I'd let her do whatever the fuck she pleased with it, it was all hers.
My hand found its way to her hipbone, resting there, and my thumb lightly traced circles. She snuggled closer into me, but I couldn't tell if it was consciously or not.
I groaned as the sunlight filtered in my room and cursed myself for now shutting the damn blinds. Fucking hell.
Turning my head slightly, Adrianna's eyes fluttered opened and it was the most breathtaking scene, peering into her gold irises.
"Hello beautiful," I whispered and lowered my head to kiss her.
"Mhmn mmm," she made a sound? and turned her head to the other side. I was partially taken aback to say the least.
"Baby," my voice was a confused whisper.
"Morning breath," she murmured. This girl. I pulled her on her back and climbed on top of her, balancing my weight on either side of her head with my elbows.
Claiming her lips in mine in a slow but passionate kiss, she let out low moan and our tongues danced together. Her hands trailed in my hair and she tugged on it and groan left my mouth.
"Vanilla and tiramisu," I murmured against her lips before pulling away and laying down beside her again.
"What'd you say?" She whispered.
"Vanilla and tiramisu," I repeated, "You taste of vanilla and tiramisu, what morning breath could you possibly be talking about," I questioned incredulously, turning on my side to face her. She only scrunched her nose, shaking her head and looking absolutely adorable.
She shivered again, pulling the blankets tightly around her small body. I pecked the tip of her nose before getting out of the rather soft bed.
"Where are you going, Phoennn," her voice was a mumble as she whined. I smiled cheekily at the nickname she's got for me, she's so fucking cute.
"I'm going to make breakfast, love."
"No," she whined louder, "Stay with me." Looking over at her, her eyes were closed and she was pouting.
Moments later, I was still staring at her and she peeked at me through one eye. She saw me still staring at her as I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned against the wall.
She closed her eyes and huffed but the pout was still stuck on her beautiful face. Damnit.
I groaned and made my way back to the bed. The bloody things this girl makes me do. I got under the covers with her and pulled her body flush against mine. She opened her eyes just a bit, looking at me through her lashes.
My hand found her hipbone once again, resting there and she bit her lip to stop herself from smiling. That smile I love so fucking much.
Leaning down, I took her lip in my mouth, pulling it gently from her teeth. Her eyes snapped open and lust clouded over her eyes and she pulled away from me slightly.
"Phoen!" She cheered my name like a little kid. Fuck me she is the literal cutest.
"I love you," I whispered.
"And I love you," she replied in the same tone with a sweet smile. She cuddled closer into me and my arm wrapped tightly around her body.
o n e h o u r l a t e r
I woke up confused as to what happened. We were laying in bed, but I don't remember falling back asleep. I carefully removed my arms from her body and got up. It's only nine, why the fucking hell do I get up so damn early.
I looked over at her sleeping figure to see her still slightly shivering and resting the back of my hand on her forehead, she was rather cold. Drinking in her appearance, she looked kind of pale. Fucking hell, she better be okay.
Despite the warning bells going off in my head to wake her up and drive her to the nearest fucking hospital to make sure she was perfectly fine, I couldn't bring myself to wake her up from her peaceful state. She looked too bloody perfect, a fucking angel, if you will, with her porcelain like skin, thick eyelashes, and the soft smile resting on her face, she was epitome of perfection.
I headed to the bathroom before going downstairs to make us breakfast. What to make? Pancakes? Waffles? Fuck would she even like that?
Staring into space for five fucking minutes and I settled on making crepes with a fudge drizzle and strawberries. Here's to hoping she'll like it.
Fuck what if I mess it up, a stressed sighed came from my parted lips and I scrunched my eyebrows, Since when the fuck did I stress about making breakfast.
"Oh fuck it," I muttered and decided on the damn crepes and white tea she loved so much.
I brewed myself a cup of coffee and her mug of tea and began on the crepes. I set the table with our cups and plates along with the forks and knives. I was sprinkling powdered sugar on her crepe, humming along to one of Tchaikovsky's compositions playing softly.
Turning around to place her plate on the table was when I saw her and fuck, she took my damn breath away. And I swear to fucking God she only made my heart beat wildly all the more. Adrianna Vasiliev controlled my fucking heart. And there was absolutely nothing to do about it.
There she stood, in my black shirt, no bra, no pants. Goddamn, she looking fucking breathtaking. She leaned against the frame of the kitchen door, one arm crossed over her chest whilst the other was by her lips and she was biting her lip, that lip.
Jesus Christ, I want to fuck her senseless on the counter.
Placing the plate down on the counter next to me, I slowly walked over to her.
"Adrianna," I whispered with our faced centimetres apart.
"Phoenix," my name rolled off her tongue as the ghost of itself. Fucking hell she doesn't realise how sexy she is does she. I could feel my erection throbbing painfully in my joggers and if she keeps biting her damn lip that way, the crepes will be long fucking forgotten.
My hands rested on either side of her waist as I pulled her into and her hands immediately went to my chest, running up and down the inked skin before wrapping around my neck. She turned her head slightly, coughing terribly and shivered before turning her attention back to me.
"You look goddamn beautiful in my clothes, étoile filante," the words come out before I could think. She coughed again softly, hiding her face in my chest.
"Adrianna, are you okay?" My voice was laced with concern.
"Yes, I'm okay," she said, her voice muffled. She coughed again and I pulled away slightly this time, looking down into her eyes.
"I'm cold," she said with a small voice and it was evident with her shivering.
"We have to go to a doctor," I stated and her eyes widened as she shook her head frantically.
"The hospital then," I arched my brow and she almost choked at the suggestion. A moment later her expression changed altogether.
"Phoen," she crinkled her forehead, "you're voice is hoarse."
"Is it," I questioned stupidly. Of course she's right, she always is.
"We need to get you to a doctor," she frowned. I almost laughed at the irony.
"You want to take me to the doctors but you don't want to go yourself?"
"I'm afraid," she shut her eyes softly.
"Why's that?" I questioned in a soft voice with a frown of my own. Her answer had be throwing my head back and laughing hysterically.
"They're all out to kill me, Phoen," she pouted.
"And how so?" I further questioned her with a cheeky grin. She shook her head, making a hmph sound as if to say I'm not telling you.
"Tell me, Adrianna," I pressed stubbornly.
"Needles," she whispered and her eyes welled up at just the thought of them. She blinked rapidly, trying to blink away the fresh tears and when a traitorous one rolled down her soft cheek, I wanted to rid the world of needles completely.
Hoping I'd make her smile, or laugh, or anything really, just to stop her tears, I made a joke. And a stupid one at that.
"But Adrianna," I tilted her head up so our eyes would meet, "I needle lot of your love," and I frowned. I was desperately hoping to make her smile, or laugh, or anything really, just to make her pout disappear. And the joke I made, a stupid one at that, seemed to work bloody well because she was now overtaken by full blown laughter, something so fucking beautiful.
"I love you, Phoenix, but your voice," she frowned again. My selfless girl, always thinking of others before herself. Her eyes glistened with care and love and it took everything in me to not get her dressed and drive to the nearest doctor office and get myself checked out all for her.
"Come, we still have breakfast to eat, love," I took her by her hand and twirled her around to the music still playing. A soft giggle fell from her lips and I swayed her to the soft symphony as she fell in step with me. Her eyes were alight at the mention of food and she excitedly took my hand in hers and dragged me to the kitchen table.
"For my love," I placed the plate in front of her and this time I heard the hoarsely tone of my voice. But I didn't give a fuck less, all that mattered was her beautiful wide eyes and smile as she took sight of her plate.
Sitting down across from her, I watched her as she sat, staring into nothing, her eyes dull and her lips parted a little.
"Adrianna?" Her eyes cut to mine and she shakes her head slightly.
"What were you thinking about?"
"Nothing," she said faintly.
"Adrianna," I asked in a much rather demanding tone.
"Just us," she mumbled, looking away.
"What about us," I questioned with frown, taking her hand in mine.
"Our love, how much I love you," she smiled, "and then college," her eyes held worry.
In that moment, nothing could compare to the burning of the pain in my chest of wanting to simply ease away all her worries and fears. Because no matter where she went, I would follow.
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My hand rested on her thigh as I drove through the busy streets of South Beach back to the mansion. She was only dressed in a black t-shirt of mine and yoga shorts while I was only dressed in a pair of joggers and a wife beater.
Adrianna was rather fast asleep in the passenger asleep, she has been since I took off from the cabin, but even through her sleep, her hand found its way resting on mine. She hadn't stirred in the slightest and I just couldn't help but think our connection was one too damn indescribable.
She asked me to take her to her father's mansion, her own mansion really, wanting to get clothes she had left in her closet before returning back to my mansion, her mansion too. The Worthington mansion was just as much of home to her as it was to me, it'd always be that way.
Her eyes softly fluttered open just as I pulled into the driveway and she looked over at me with a small smile.
"Thank you, Phoenix," she leaned over the centre and kissed me on my cheek. Wanting much more, I pulled her over the centre and she was straddling my lap.
"Hello beautiful," I trailed my fingers up and down her thigh and her hands intertwined at the nape of my neck.
"You can't ever have enough of me, can you," she teased with bright eyes.
"Never," I whispered, meaning every ounce of the word as I kissed her fervently.
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After much arguing over Adrianna wanting to have to some time alone in her house and I not wanting to leave her alone, I finally caved in with the promise she'd come to me later.
Her thoughts seemed to have her on the edge lately and I'm more than fucking scared at the moment that she might've gotten sick from the lake last night. And there is just no way in fucking hell I'm getting her into any medical office without a fight. An unnecessary one at that.
Here I am, driving alone back to my house, getting lost in coughing fit after coughing fit and a fucking migraine was working it's way in my head and I wasn't having it. Once I had a migraine, I was stuck with the fucking headache for as much as five damn days and it was a grand pain in my arse.
I cursed out practically every arsehole on the road surrounding me as I drove home. I was fucking irritated with the idea that maybe both Adrianna and I were getting sick. I was fucking annoyed with the incessant sneezing and coughing and the hoarseness of my voice making me sound like shit. And I was certainly most fucking upset because I didn't have Adrianna here with me. Though I just left her and we'd be together again in an hour or two, I couldn't stop the fucking hollowness of in my insides that took control when she wasn't around.
Entering the mansion, it was rather quiet, too quiet for Pyper, Blake, Marlowe, Talon, and Judah to all be living here. Where is everyone?
I didn't dwell too much upon it as I collapsed on the velvet beige couch and clutched a pillow to my chest as I closed my eyes and succumbed to the sleep and got lost in liquid gold irises that haunted my every moment.
h o u r l a t e r
"Phoenix!" A voice shrieked and my eyes snapped open as I almost fell off the fucking couch. The fuck.
Surrounding me would be my lovely siblings and best friends.
"What?" I groaned feeling the damned migraine increase a tenth fold.
"Where's Adrianna?" Pyper questioned with wide eyes. None of your fucking concern.
"Is everything okay with you two?" Marl asked. She's mine you can stop fucking adoring her.
"You guys are always together, what did you do now?" Blake asked flatly, staring at me with blank eyes and my jaw fucking dropped. Is he fucking serious? My own brother what the fucking hell?
"What did you do now," Judah chuckled, shaking his head, "We all know how fantastic you are at messing up, especially with Adrianna." This. Fucking. Bastard. It took every fucking piece of good in my being and then some to not get up and break Judah's fucking face. That and that fucking fact that all these arse's just made the migraine increase a twentyfold. Fuck my damn life.
I stayed silent, bringing my hand up to massage my temple. Where's Adrianna, she'd know exactly how to fucking fix me.
They all seemed too fucking lost in talking amongst themselves that they didn't hear the front door open. But I did, I fucking did. My girl.
Adrianna sauntered in, looking sexy as ever with black Nike joggers and my Nike Tech windrunner with her hair in a messy bun. Fuck she is something else.
She effortlessly shut them all the fuck up as she walked in the living room and her eyes crinkled when she stared at them with confusion as they stared at her with wide eyes.
Silently, she walked in the middle of them all and to me lying on the couch rather lifelessly. She stood over me, looking down at me with a faint smile, but I didn't miss the pain behind her eyes. She had a migraine too. The dark rings surrounding her eyes made my body ache more than it already was and her pale complexion worried me. Then again, I wasn't sure I looked any better. I offered her my best smile, a rather weak one and she frowned.
We both erupted into a coughing fit the same bloody time and I'm sure our fucking audience's eyes widened even further.
Adrianna hadn't even given me time to fully recover from my body feeling the pain all over from the damn coughing before she got on me, straddling my lap. Instantly, my cock woke up and Adrianna just happened to be in the perfect fucking position as I was pressed right up against her pussy. And she most certainly felt it with the bloody gasp that slipped past her full lips.
The girl straddling my lap couldn't be my girl, this one, I liked very much, was bold as fuck as she cupped my jaw with her hands and smashed her lips to mine. Holy fuck.
A low moan left her lips feeling my cock against her most certainly wet cunt again and she pulled away. We were both breathless, both our chests heaving up and down and if it weren't for our fucking audience who still found the fucking need to be here, I would've taken her right here and now. I would've fucked whatever sickness we were feeling out of us.
"I'm living in Florida and wearing joggers and a hoodie. I am certainly living life," my girl retorted sarcastically, our gazes locking each others as foolish grins took place on our faces.
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[ fun fact ] the skinny dipping and stargazing date idea was one of the first ideas i had for this book :)