《You're A Doll (COMPLETE)》30. Behind
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"I'm gonna snatch you." Jessie pulled me into my small bedroom I was staying in.
"What?" I asked curious.
"I'm behind, however your dads spent their time helping me all morning because we leave tonight after the fireworks soooo here." He handed me a huge gift bag of wrapped squares.
"Bye love you." He ran out and I smiled, sitting on my bed.
I poured out the colored squares and organized them in the dates he wrote on the tissue paper.
I opened the first date, wrapped in pink and it was One day in December by Josie Silver.
I looked at the note and opened it.
Sailor, as you cried on my chest from A Thousand Boy Kisses I didn't realize how much I'd love you. When you whispered 'don't leave me' my heart sank in the thought of one day, waking up and not having you to kiss or hold.
I can't express in words or even actions, my utter love and obsession with you.
- Jessie Cross
I laughed to myself, being all gushy and emotional while reading this.
I opened the next date in baby blue wrapping to see a book I've never heard of, Stay With Me by Nicole Fiorina.
Baby,
This is a book I don't think you've seen however it's about the boy falling for the girl first and I think that small trope is a good way to sum up this relationship. It reminded me of dropping a book of at your house and kissing you for the first time. The second I did that I may have not known love but I knew I couldn't live a day without those soft pink lips. Maybe if this makes you happy you can reward the both of us by sitting on my face. Love you.
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Jessie Cross
I laughed to myself and the memories of how we'd met flashed through my mind.
I opened the next in a pretty yellow paper and I sighed, having maybe 8-10 to go through over all and I've already done 2.
It was Legend by Marie Lu.
Hi my love.
Today you took a nap. I don't mean to scare you but I measured your left ring finger in your sleep for an experiment I suppose. Anyways, I was looking at you while you napped. Lips perfect and kissable, slightly bruised from me. Eyes shut and eyelashes long. Your hair was so soft and framed your stunning face so well. Call me a simp and I'll admit to it completely. I'm so fucking weak for you god I'd lick a public floor to earn your forgiveness if I ever made you mad. I'd brush my teeth before I kissed you of course. If you asked me to brush them twice I would. I love you.
- Jessie Cross
I giggled like a middle school girl as I heard the front door close.
"Hello?" I asked and Jessie walked in leaning against the frame.
"They've left us alone." Jessie fake pouted.
"Well then, will that uhm, sitting on your face still be of interest?" I smiled.
"Of course baby but I have an idea." He walked toward me.
"What?" I propped myself up on my knees, excited as he bent down, cupping under my chin with one hand.
"I think, I want you reading those letters to me while you have a nice relaxing seat Hm?" He smiled at me and I wiggled, eager to feel him against my sensitive areas.
"Okay." I nodded.
"I can't wait to get home so I can fuck you. I've missed being inside of you." He kissed my lips and I tangled my hands in his hair, missing him against me.
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He grunted as he lied us down, flipping over so I was straddling his waist as we kissed.
"Pants off." He said and I moved off of him taking my sweats and underwear off.
"Come on doll." He patted his chest and I moved to him, now hovering over his face.
"Grab the next one. I wrote these for this specific thing." He chuckled and I did.
I opened it ignoring the book and he yanked me down, onto his face causing a yelp to escape from my lips.
His tongue traced my lower lips and clit making my shiver.
"Read." He mumbled from under me.
I opened it and sighed.
"Doll, I'm hoping at this moment my mouth is attached to your gorgeous pussy," I shyed myself reading those words out loud.
"Come on, let me hear my dirty thoughts leave your mouth." He moved and I looked down, his eyes on my face and one of his hands moved under my shirt and played with my breasts.
"I love you, the way you smell, the way you taste, the way you feel, and I'm fucking obsessed with holding you in my arms after I've made a mess of you. I never expected to get such an innocent girl whose only a bad one for me. Now grind on my damn face."
I put the note down and put my hands over his as I hovered.
"Can you breathe?" I asked.
"Shut the hell up and fuck my damn face who cares if I can't breath." He told me and it only turned me on more as I sat myself back down and began grinding against his tongue.
I moaned out and he grunted as I went faster, I heard his exhales and inhales every time I pulled back and he pulled me onto his open mouth, his mouth now sucking my clit, making me about to orgasm.
"Oh my god!" I squealed and he moved his face side to side to add to my already pleasured high.
I felt the clenching of my stomach and let go, my release strong and euphoric.
I rode out my high and got off of him, he wiped off his shiny mouth before pulling me to him and putting me under the covers.
"Let's nap, we can worry about everything else later before the fireworks." He kissed my cheek.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"I love you so much Sailor. I love being able to please you." He kissed my forehead as he held my half naked frame to his clothed one.
"I love you Jessie."
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