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And most importantly, I want toready that she is practically begging me

She needs to be co to coo And she needs to know that this isn’t pretend It’s real The way I feel about her The way I look at her The way I touch her The way she makes me feel

It’s taken ive in to it, to let myself realize that I want more than friendship with her, but now I know

I Fucking Know

“You’re so beautiful” I stare up at her, still on my knees, her naked body on full display beforeI want to see—passion, heat, desire I let out a deep exhale, and when my warm breath brushes across her, the whites of her eyes roll back ever so slightly, and her lips form a tiny O

She wants me to touch her

It’s apparent in her now-ragged breaths, in the way her eyes darken with heat, the way her nipples harden, and the way her fingers grip my shoulders

Fuck, the things I want to do to this woue I want to see the way her eyes look when she cos she’s never felt I want to worship at the temple that is her beautiful body and make it mine

I want to make her mine

Not fake Not pretend Not just friends But mine

Her dark lashes fan over her cheeks as she blinks, still staring down at me

Her full breasts move up and doith each unsteady pant

And I just kneel before her, lace still clutched betweenfinally, tasting her—and not rushing this

My heart threatens to beat out of ive in to the urge, the desire, the want, the fucking chronic need

But not yet Not now

I’m ready, but Ava isn’t ready I don’t kno I know this, but I do I just…know her I always have

Even thoughpissed, my mind is made up

Tenderly, I pull the lace of her underwear the rest of the way up her legs until they cover her co her sleep shorts over her hips

She continues to watchin her eyes, but I don’t let that deterkiss to her forehead

“All set,” I whisper against her skin

And then, I head into the bathrooet myself ready for bed