𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑒...

                                    

                                          
Ava Nicole 
Warning:
🚫⚠️Sexual content⚠️🚫.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
Right now I'm debating on just yelling, 'WAKE UP!' because this boy- I'm sorry, this 'man' is a really heavy sleeper and will not wake up.
but, I will not do that because I can be pretty loud, and he will be pretty hungover.
I can either keep poking him, or I can slap him awake. 
That's mean, so I do it. 
Deciding to go with the latter I slap him on the cheek, it wasn't too hard but it was enough to...
"Holy fuck Ava." He wakes up in an instant quickly.
I smile innocently at him, "you're a heavy sleeper." I shrug. 
He holds himself up hovering over me. "Your gonna fucking regret that princess." His head dips between my neck.
He takes in my scent for a moment before latching his lips onto my neck, I bite my lips trapping any sound from escaping. 
His kiss was passionate and not slow like the other times, before I could control it my thighs snap together, applying some pressure on my needy core. 
I feel him smirk on my neck and my face heats up quickly.
He unlatched his lips from my soft neck and looks into my eyes, my heart rate picks up quickly as I see the look in his eyes. Lust.
My thighs rub together causing some friction to my begging clit. 
I let out a sharp breath as he lowers his face to mines keeping his gaze locked with mines.
Before our lips could connect I turn away even though I badly wanted this, badly wanted his lips on mines, to claim mines. 
He cocks his eyebrow at me and I shrink instantly regretting not letting him kiss me. 
"What's wrong." 
I don't say anything. 
"Baby."
My heart hitched.
Say it again. I so badly wanted to say. 
"Nothing." I breathe. 
"Ava, whats. Wrong." 
I look back up at him connecting his gaze once more, "you're hungover, you're not thinking straight, what if you regret it." 
"Regret, what?" He teased.
"You know what I mean!" I snap and push his chest slightly. 
He chuckles Lowly. "Embarrassed now are we?" His deep morning voice rang making me want to squeeze my thighs even tighter.
"No, why would I be embarrassed." I quickly defended myself. 
"Hmm, I don't know..." he lowers his head. "why are your thighs squeezing?" He says breathlessly into my ear making them squeeze even more. 
I inhale sharply once more, shivers run down my spine and my lip catches between my teeth.
"Hmm? Princess." I feel his hand rub up and down my waist making my breath heavy. 
Not being able to find my voice I don't say anything, his eyes connect with mines and he stares deeply into them, studying me.
Kiss me.