Page 310 of Lilah
I don't know, I'd like to think I'm decently strong. But I'm happy, I do know that.
And most of the happiness all leads back to Grey. Where would I be without him?
Probably still in that house getting whipped by dad's belt. That thought alone sends shivers down my spine.
"Do you know how much I love you?" I lean my head off his chest, looking up at him. I don't wait for him to guess.
"More than anything in the world," I tell him honestly and his lips raise up in the corners. He was probably expecting me to say 'just a little bit,' jokingly.
"More than your flowers?" He questions and I smile.
"More than my flowers," I nod. His smile widens into one of his rare, big, genuine smiles and I'm left in awe like every time.
I lay my forehead back onto him and start tracing the large lion head tattoo on his chest.
"What do you think about getting a house?" He questions suddenly. My eyebrows lift a bit.
"I want something that's just for us, something that's private and not an apartment. And Bear needs a yard," he traces my shoulder blades with his finger.
"You want a house with me?" I raise my head back up, looking at him.
"You already know I want to spend the rest of my life with you, let alone just get a house," he presses a kiss against my forehead and I think about crying.
He's too good for me.
"Only if that's whatyouwant though. If you don't want a house then we can stay here," he adds.
He could say he wanted to move into a shack and I'd follow him happily. It doesn't matter where we are, as long as I get to see his juicy self.
"I want that," I tell him honestly.
"You know what I want?" He leans down and his lips brush my ear. I hum in response, figuring he's about to say something sweet.
"I wanna fuck you against the wall right now."
"I can't deal with you anymore."
I'm sore sir. We did things multiple times last night and my body hurts. And I'm tired. Sure I'm a little bit turned on at the moment but that's unfair because it'shim.
"We can just have a nice little sweet shower, we don't need to do the dirty," I poke his chest twice.
"Think about it," I can hear the smirk in his voice.
Yeah my hoohaw is thinking about it. 'I'm tired' is what it is thinking.
"Can't you just hug me and be sweet?"
"I'll be extra sweet to you," he grips my booty cheek and I gasp a bit.
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He's been staring at me for a good thirty minutes.
I think he's staring because he's waiting for me to pay attention to him. Usually, I'm completely focused on him and not on schoolwork. Now, I'm focused on schoolwork and he's protesting with his eyes.
I scoot my body closer to his and press a kiss to his lips.
"You should just hide me in your dorm," he sits his forehead against mine.
