More, Most, Forever, & Always (COMPLETE)

32. Aladdin

Hailey Aspen-

What did I just say.

He froze, his forehead against my chest.

Did I ruin it?

He began laughing, his head falling against the edge of the tub.

"Really?" He asked, his eyes dark, his smile darker, and I actually felt intimidated by him.

His adams apple bobbled, his grin not giving me any indication to anything.

"Not if you don't want me to say it again?" I questioned.

He smiled, shaking his head, shutting his eyes.

This is the sexiest man ever. I swear.

"Say it again." He licked his lips.

"That-"

"Three words my girl."

"I love you." I whispered.

"Again." He squeezed my hips, I leaned forward, kissing his lips.

"I love you." I trembled.

I felt his hips subconsciously roll under me.

I moaned, the feeling so strange but so good.

"You're not ready for me to say it back." He told me.

"I'm not?" I frowned.

"No. It's too early for me to tell you." He looked at me, lifting his head from the edge.

"Did I move to fast?" I asked.

"No princess. You told me exactly what I wanted to hear. But if I told you I loved you, that would be an understatement. A lie. But if I told you how I actually felt, it would be too soon. Too rushed." He told me, pushing my loose hairs from my bun off my face.

"Is there a middle?" I asked.

"Not exactly." He replied, his smile still big as ever.

"Can I still say it?" I pouted.

"All the fucking time." He nodded.

"But you feel the same?" I wanted to be sure.

"More." He whispered.

"You sure?" I frowned.

He wrapped an arm around me, reaching and undoing the drain.

He stood, my grip tightening on his shoulders as he set me on the ground and grabbed the towels.

One he just put around his waist, he held mine as he came to me, patting me dry and I let him.

"I have bagels and cream cheese." He told me.

I smiled.

When he was done, he wrapped it around me, covering myself.

"So fucking fine." He kissed his teeth, walking out of the bathroom and I followed him.

"Tell me again." He raked through his drawer.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I'm turned on." He replied bluntly.

I felt bad. He was always turned on. I mean... go me, but I felt like I was torturing him.

"Is it difficult to have a hard on all the time?" I asked, sitting on his bed.

"I've gotten the hang of it." He nodded.

I wanted to make him feel good. But I wasn't sure how.

Sure, I've read books on it, several, but it was different with something not made up.

"You hungry?" He asked and I shrugged.

"Not too much." I mumbled.

"What do you wanna wear?" He motioned to his closet.

I stood, grabbing a hoodie amongst his many, pulling it over my head.

"That's all?" He asked.

I nodded.

"You're the death of me." He picked up my towel, walking out of his room and hanging them up.

Was it bad I kinda wanted to give him head?

Welp. There goes my sanity.

I just followed him around, until he finally sat in his room again, in his gaming chair.

I sat on his bed and he just stared at me.

"What?" I asked.

"You're hot." He nodded, so casually, no smile or anything.

I hummed, nodding too. The silence hilariously awkward.

I looked at the piercings on his chest, feeling my own that I had on my belly.

"Can I make the bagels now?" I asked.

"Go ahead." He nodded.

I left, finding his toaster and roasting the bagels to perfection before smothering cream cheese all over both halves.

"Can I watch a movie?" I yelled.

"Anything you want!" He responded.

I smiled, sitting on his couch and figuring the remote out.

-

After Aladdin and three bagels, I was deprived of Travis.

He, being the sweetheart he is, kindly asked to play his video game while I'd watch my movie and of course I said yes.

He dedicates everything to me and it was good for him to have me in his vicinity without me right there.

Vice versa.

I cracked the door, coming in and being sure not to interrupt him.

"You done baby?" He asked.

"Sorry, I am." I nodded.

He hummed, his eyes trained on the bright screen.

I smiled, sitting on his bed while watching his fingers move rapidly along his controller buttons.

All a woman needs.

I enjoyed seeing him entranced in something.

"I'll be done so soon. I'll come to you." He told me.

"You're just fine. I'm not going anywhere." I pulled the covers over myself, my body cuddling in the warmth he usually lays in, everything emulating his smell.

So good. He smelt so good.

I looked at the bracelet on my wrist, that Olivia made.

I was so happy. I was so lucky. And I'm so grateful.