Chapter 11

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Author note : Eeek!!! I'm so, so, sorry I haven't posted in a while. This is my first time I'm writing something... Like this. So I was a bit nervous. Plus we had tests last week, so was a bit stressed with those. 😬 Anyways here we go

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  Jane's POV:

    Everytime I'm with him, I am putty in his hands. How does he manage do that to me. Everything about him makes me go crazy. His voice, his hair. His freaking beautiful hazel eyes. I don't know why people don't appreciate hazel eyes more. They are so unique. Like more than one color!!! Ugh. I could just stare into his eyes for eternity.

   Mornings after nights like that, are so peaceful. The way the sunlight peeks through his blinds and onto his bed, creating some extra warmth. The way his hair is all tosseled and going every which way. The way he sleeps so peacefully while I'm in his arms. His heartbeat beating against my chest, at a slow steady pace. The way he clings onto me even when he is sleeping. This is my happy place. He is my happy place.

   As I began to get up to go take a shower, he wakes up, he looks down at me, and smiles, gosh those tired eyes. get me Everytime. Before I can even get out of bed he grabs my wrist and pulls me back into his arms. His grip on me is tight. I tried to hit his chest, to get him to let me go, but that was no use. He laughed and stated to tickle me. He knows I can't stand this. I cannot handle being tickled.

   "Blake! Stop, I'm gonna pee!" I tried to say in between breaths. He just laughed more and continued to tickle me.
   "We're you trying to walk out on me? Silly girl."
   I started to giggle uncontrollably, it was getting harder to breathe.
   "No, I just needed to shower Blake!"
"Without me?" He said with a smirk spreading across his face. He had stopped tickling me, finally.
   "Yes." I said breathing the beautiful air freely. I got off the bed and started to walk towards the door. And not to my surprise he wasn't too far behind me. As I pulled the bathroom door open he grabbed my waist and pushed me into the room. He turned me around as we walked slowly towards the counter. He stared at me intensely, into my eyes. I started  to blush, and he pushed his lips against mine, gently. Soothing. That's how I would describe every kiss with him, whether it be a rough forceful kiss, or a soft gentle kiss, every single one soothes me. And squeezed my sides and lifted me onto the counter, kissing me at a faster pace, but still gentle. I wrapped my legs around him, and my hands were in his bed head hair. Not giving him a chance of pulling away. He is never leaving me again. I can tell you that much. His hands slowly crept up the t shirt he had let me wear last night. I had forgotten I wasn't wearing a bra, right up until his hands were about to grab my boobs.
"Wait!" I tried to protest, but he was not gonna stop.

   "Honey? Are you in there? We have a brunch planned, we're gonna leave here in 20 minutes! Be ready, okay?"
He was interrupted by his mom knocking on the bathroom door. He pulled his hands away and lifted me off of the counter.
   "Yeah mom, be down in a minute!" He yelled back.
   "Damn it." He said jokingly.
   "I really wanted to fuck you." He smirked. And I gasped. He is so vulgar!!! What am I to do with a boy like him?!

   He planted a kiss on my forehead head and turned the shower on.
   "I gotta be presentable for my mom so I'm gonna take a quick shower. You need one? You're gonna go right babe?"
   "Sure, I'll go. I miss your family. But I am not gonna shower with you in there, while your parents are out there. There is not telling what you'll do to me while we're in there and I don't want them thinking I'm like that."
   "Oh, uhm okay. I get that. Buttttt I'll miss you." He winked and laughed as I left the bathroom. Thank goodness he didn't drag me into that shower with him. I mean I do need one, and that was the whole purpose of going in there. But I am not taking one with him, his mom probably knows I'm here. So I'm gonna pass on the shower sex... For now.

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