(A/N) I was "supposedly" studying Shakespeare, and I needed a break so I started to write this, so I'm not surprised if it isn't that good.
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The way her eyes shine whenever she's happy,
The way her voice fills the room whenever she's back from wherever country she left for the day,
The way her beautiful smile brightens the room and my day,
The way her body moves whenever she takes one little step towards the candy counter,
The way her eyes meet mine when she notices I'm staring at something as gorgeous as her,
The way she blushes when I smile back at her,
The way she flows toward me,
The way she hugs me,
The way she kisses my cheeks,
The way her lips feel so soft against my skin,
The way she looks up at me with those "puppy dog" eyes with a hint of seductiveness behind them telling me to help her carry her bags to her room,
The way she closes to door behind us,
The way she beautifully walks towards her room,
The way she sits on her bed waiting for me,
The way she leans back, giving me permission to slide on top of her,
The way she looks lustfully into my eyes,
The way she kisses me forcefully,
The way she touches me,
The way she lifts up my shirt,
The way her hands feel soft on my chest, which cause shivers to run down my spine,
The way she lets me undress her slowly, printing her wonderful body into my memory,
The way she continued to undress me,
The way her eyes stared at my face while I was preparing myself to what was going to happen next,
The way she nodded, giving me permission to begin our journey to bliss,
The way her nails dug into my back with both pleasure and pain,
The way her sounds of content filled my ears,
The way she beautifully screamed my name as I took my last trust,
The way she let me lay on top of her, with her hands tightly around my neck,
The way she kissed me one last time before we silently slept in each other's arms.
Yes, the way that takes my breath away and stops my heart. The way that makes me shiver, wishing I could be with her every second of every day. The way that makes me thank God each day for giving me such a beautiful woman, who I can call my own. Yes the way that makes me, Cody Martin, the luckiest guy in the world.
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The way his eyes are always filled with happiness,
The way he softly whispers to his brother when I enter the room,
The way he beautifully smiles at me when I notice him,
The way he also blushes and looks away when I smile back at him,
The way he opens his arms to greet me,
The way he hugs back tightly,
The way his cheeks feel so soft against my lips,
The way he understands whatever I mean with just one look into my eyes,
The way he slowly walks in my room,
The way his cheeks begin to blush,
The way he slowly walks towards me,
The way he slowly slides on top of me,
The way he looks back at me with the same amount of lust in his eyes,
The way he feels my hair and leans in to kiss me forcefully but passionately,
The way he touches me,
The way his masculine chest never ceases to amaze me,
The way his chest feels hard against my palms,
The way he slowly and carefully undresses me, as If he's handling something very fragile,
The way his eyes lock into mine as he's preparing himself,
The way he patiently waited for me to give him permission,
The way he held on to my hair, feeling him pulling some locks but I couldn't care less,
The way the sounds that came out of his mouth created a wonderful melody into my ears,
The way his eyes closed shut as he was finished,
The way he softly fell on top of me, with his palms on my flushed cheeks,
The way we kissed before falling asleep in his arms.
Yes, the way that makes my heart beat faster, and my breath gets caught in my lungs. The way that makes my knees grow weak and my body shivers with every thought of him. The way that makes me feel so lucky to have a guy like him. Yes me, London Tipton, who already has the most expensive things you could ever with for, but the thing most valuable that I posses is Cody Martin's heart.