“What are you doing?” her voice cut into my thoughts making surprising me.

“Watching you sleep.” the truth sounds so creepy, so TV movie.

“What time is it?” she looks around for the clock, her hand on her forehead. God she could make the simplest gesture so fucking hot.

I couldn’t help myself, just one of those random speratic moments when sanity fails you and all you see a black bra. I could hear her laugh when I stumbled over my own feet falling on the bed next her. I always felt like a fool in front of her, never being able to do be the smooth Shane I was once. It’s all worth it to see that smile, her lips that are so kissable, that held that devious tongue. Thank god Shay left, because he being here was tormenting.

God she tasted so good, her lips that always seem to taste of strawberries and her tongue that made me appreciate the privacy of the bedroom. The little swirls, the rolling of her tongue in mouth, I wonder how she would’ve kissed me that day. Forget it, and just lose yourself in her right now. She was the first to make a move this time, her hand running along my back, sending those chills that stay with you. Her nails leaving stinging marks that only make me want more. I use to be able to do this in one smooth movement, but with her my hands shake, my heart races and I am 14 years old again. She straddles me in one quick effortless movement, holding my hands above my head. She always like doing this, making me mad that I couldn’t touch her, feel her. Her hand holding mine as she trails those vicious little kisses along my neck and finally kissing me. No matter how much I fight, her hold doesn’t break and I feel it getting hotter, wetter. I watch her move, the fire growing larger by the second engulfing my whole body. Her skin touching mine, shocking my body, my senses heightened by the smell of her, the sounds of her, the touch of her. And all I want, all I crave is the taste of her so sweet that it’s a drug. She is my addiction, and if I’m not careful she will be the death of me.Those eyes that glow in the rising sun, golden as a god, stare at me. That mischievous smile and I know that I am lost forever to her, a fate that was sealed the first time we kissed.

“Marry me.” I say out of mind, but wait for her answer.

TBA

I KNOW IT’S SHORT BUT I’VE BEEN BUSY I WILL UPDATE SOON I PROMISE