Page 53 of Fervency Love

He kisses the wet streaks on my face and holds me tightly. I keep still, listening to the beating of his heart. Why do I think it’s beating along with mine as if they were two parts of one whole?

Ve breaks the silence at some point. “I should go back home, stay the night. My folks have just about had it with me.”

“Stay, please.”

He says nothing, only pulling me closer. I fall into a deep, long sleep.

Chapter 25

Abby

When I open my eyes, he’s not there. I jump to my feet and go looking for him. He’s in the kitchen, making us breakfast. He notices me, and his cock gets erect in a matter of seconds.

“Good morning, gorgeous!”

I stop at the door and lean against the wall.

“Had a good night’s sleep?”

“I think so, but I got scared when I didn’t find you next to me.”

“I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d fix us something to eat.”

“You couldn’t sleep? What happened?”

“It’s just hard to sleep with you naked right next to me.” He grins. “You’re not making things any easier now either.”

“Alright, have it your way. I’ll grab some clothes,” I say.

He doesn’t give me a chance to reach my room. His fingers close around my wrist.

“Come here,” he says and kisses me. I let him close me in his arms and enjoy his scent. He bows down and grabs a shirt for me. “Put this on or my dick will never calm down. And put on some shorts.” He spins me around and slaps my ass.

I find the shorts on the floor and put them on. Breakfast is ready when I head back. Before I take a seat, I reach for sugarfrom the table. Ve stops right behind me, pushing his prick against my ass. What a disarming gesture.

“I swear one day I’m going to fuck you on this table in every way I know!” He grunts. A shiver runs down my spine at the very thought.

“I can’t wait,” I reply.

“It’s your birthday tomorrow, babe,” he continues when we’re eating. “Have any plans?”

“To be honest, I haven’t really thought about it yet.”

“If that’s the case, don’t plan anything. I’ll take care of everything,” he says. I shoot him a curious glance. Nobody has ever done anything special for me on my birthday. I always did everything by myself.

It’s a funny feeling. First, the fact itself that someone you love and who loves you right back wants to make sure your birthday is a special day. Second, I’ve never wanted anyone to arrange stuff for me. I’m a bit of a control freak. But this relationship of ours makes me want to let him do whatever he likes. I allow him to lead. And that makes me afraid.

“What are you planning to do today?” I ask.

“I’m planning to sit around at home and stay the night, so I can go out tomorrow,” he says.

“So we’re not seeing each other today?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Okay then, I’ll call Vicks and have a girls’ night with her. We’ll catch up on things, drink some beers, and watch a movie.”

“Have a good time,” he says and gets up. “I’ve got to go, kitty cat.”

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