The morning after she woke up first. There she was laying in his arms. His heat over her whole body, as his arm was wrapped around her waist, her head on his chest. She could swear her breath ghosted around his chest each time she let it out. Night was awfully incredibly moving. He said each word she would never hope to hear from anybody.
He chose her.
And that was more than enough.
She moved her head to look up at him. He was peacefully asleep. A smile lingering on his face. Something inside her felt truly, unconditionally happy. Her hand cherished his chest, as it moved just a bit lower, on his stomach, under the blanket they were sharing. And then right around his waist, hugging him close. She felt incredibly lucky, because from now on she would wake up near him till their last days. He promised and she had no reason not to believe.
Her glare still fixed on his relaxed faced under morning light. No thoughts really. Just happiness. Pure joy.
Her hand moved to his hip, caressing, cherishing each moment. She left a small kiss on his shoulder, as she put her body even closer to his. She felt his arm wrapping around her waist tighter, hugging her even closer. There was no space in between them and still it wasn't close enough for her.
She felt completely calm about today's day, as she knew he would be by her side no matter what. He would be there if their whole world collides. He would be there, even if there would be nothing left of their world, as they know it now.
And just as her hand was about to reach some intimate part of his body, she thought of her latest discovery. She was not yet sure if it was even true.
If there was even an it.
She decided to give it a couple of days at least, just to see. Just to… She truly didn't know what she was waiting for. But she was just not sure enough. Maybe she could talk to her mother about it first.
But somehow her hand did move closer to her, from his opposite hip. Just to touch him like he showed her the other night. Moving. Slowly. Up and down.
She felt his body move under her touch. She felt it grew more hard with each stroke. She felt him inhale and let out a small moan of pleasure. His fingertips caressing her waist now in slow strokes also.
And there and then his eyes flew open. Renewed with want. Never before did he wake up from such sensations in his body. He took a deep breath, as she continued her manufactures. And with one swift move he turned to his side, facing her. Looking right into her eyes. Question in hers, desire in his. Their eyes intertwined in a newfound want they were both discovering there and then.
His hand reached between her legs in a same time, fingers entering her, no permission needed anymore. Her mouth flying open, as surprised 'oh' left her lips. Eyes locked. Breath collided. Hands working in union.
Just when her eyes flew close, he stopped. His body moved closer to her. Hands hugging her so close, she had no other choice but to stop her movements also. His hand moving on her body, capturing her leg and putting it slowly on top of his hip, for her to hug him even closer as she thought. Lips crushing onto lips in a passionate kiss of pure love.
And with one swift motion he turned them. Her body completely on top of his. Never once breaking their kiss.
She looked up. His eyes dark, looking right at her.
He pushed her to sit up on top of him. As his arm moved between their bodies, she raised her hips slightly up, as she felt him guiding himself to her heat. Right where she wanted him. She looked down, as she sat down on him. Really loud moan leaving her lips, head flying back for a second. As he guided her hips to move forward and back, sending powerful sensation though her whole body.
Her eyes flew open, as she reached for his shoulder, pulling him close for another kiss.
Hips moving. Lips crushing. Moans mixing creating music of love.
As she felt familiar sensations, moving on top of him became harder. There he took her hips in his arms increasing her speed instead. Moving his hips underneath her. And with one last crush, she lost everything, gaining more than she ever dreamed of. Falling on top of his body, she let go with one sweet kiss on his neck. His back flew back on the bed, as his hips moved inside of her a few more times and groan left his mouth.
As she laid on top of him, him still deep inside of her, she tried to catch her breath. No words felt needed. But he broke the silence with warm "Good morning, Ms. Bridgerton."