MILES POV:
I smiled to myself as I stuck my key into Tessa's doorknob, tossing my hair out from my face when I pried the door open.
They would say this was breaking and entering... but she gave me this key a while ago.
A long ass time ago.
On one of her little depression phases because she thought I was ignoring her.
I was, honestly.
But I had my reasons.
Although... she told me that I could come and go as I please.
And I wanted to see her again.
After all these years, she changed:
Her hair was longer, thicker and darker; it reminded me of the night sky. Her eyes were bigger, more emotional, and her body...
Oh, was that different.
She was taller, fuller, curvy.
It was a complete difference.
She changed herself after all these years. Wow, huh.
Back then... she wore baggy clothes. Now, she wore ones that fit with her curves.
I knew that jacket was mine, but she grew into it; it didn't dwarf her like before.
It actually looked good on her.
I smiled slightly as I locked the door behind me and stepped over to her bed in the darkness.
The covers drifted up and down slightly, telling me she was asleep.
I stopped at the base of her bed.
Wow... she had a queen-sized bed? For just her?
I narrowed my eyes.
Or was someone else living with her?
I pushed myself forward, anyway.
I pulled back the sheets slightly and slipped in behind her, hearing her moan slightly in response to the movement.
She could slap me, and I'd take it. She could order me to leave, and I would.
I just wanted to see her reaction.
I scooted closer to her and slipped my arms around her stomach, hearing her groan in annoyance.
But I just lightly pecked the skin of her neck, teasing the skin lightly with my tongue as her groans turned into satisfied moans.
She turned slightly, but I kept kissing, lightly stroking her navel with my fingertips.
"Miles..." she moaned softly. "Miles... that's... what are you doing...?"
I stopped then, surprised. "You knew it was me."
She was awake; I could tell.
"I can tell it's you just by feeling you," she replied groggily, making my lips tilt. "Ugh... what do you want...?"
"Seriously?" I said then, arching my brows. "You're not going to call me a creep for sneaking in your house at two in the morning and kissing you while you're sleeping?"
She turned over slightly, sighing into the mattress. "I gave you a key for a reason."
Huh... so she remembered.
"Now will you tell me what you want?" she murmured.
I kept stroking her navel, seeing if she'd react. "I wanted to see you again, is that a crime?"
"I thought you hated me," she replied.
"Hate is a strong word," I responded.
She was silent, and I knew I didn't respond the way she wanted me to.
I don't hate you. Don't ever say that.
"You know..." I said, continuing to kiss her neck as her muscles tensed, and she drew her legs up, moaning, "I'm curious..." I continued.
She turned her head into the mattress as I moved the hand on her navel further... and further down.
"Miles..." she moaned, rubbing her legs together as my fingers slipped under the hem of her shorts. "Miles...."
"Shhh..." I cooed, smirking as I went slower down.
I wanted to tease her; see how far she'd go before she couldn't handle it anymore.
"Miles..." she moaned again, rubbing her legs together faster, "Miles...!"
"Shhh..." I replied again. "The more you plead, the slower I go."
She groaned in annoyance, turning her face into the mattress as I continued, still stroking the nape of her neck with my tongue as she continued to rub her legs together.
When the tip of my finger lightly brushed over her clit, she gasped, tensing.
I only chuckled, going further down with the same pace, hearing her moan as my palm gently brushed against her little button. "Oh..." I said, amusement in my tone, "someone hasn't been touched in a while, huh?"
She shook her head, struggling against me as I kept the pace.
I guessed she didn't have a boyfriend then... Just her.
He would've touched her by now; I would've assumed.
"How long has it been since someone touched you?" I wondered curiously as I went further down.
She took gasping breaths, trying to regain her composure.
I slapped her ass harshly, hearing her cry out... and then it trailed off into a moan. "Respond," I demanded.
"I... I... I don't know."
"Sure, you do," I replied. "You have a boyfriend? Do you not?"
"No..." she moaned, still rubbing her legs together. "No...."
"What's with this massive bed, then?" I wondered.
"It was..." she struggled against me still, "my mom's old mattress... She bought a new—Ah!"
I smirked, letting my fingers gently glide down her silky core. "Oh," I said then, "you're very wet. Who knew?"
She turned her face into the mattress, a little more wetness dripping out from her.
I started gently stroking her vulva, and she moaned in response.
"So, very wet," I told her. "Naughty girl. You shouldn't be so aroused right now. You should be pushing me away because you hate me."
"No..." she whispered, turning her face into the mattress. "No... I don't hate yo—Ah!"
I inserted a finger into her silkiness, smiling as she tipped her head back, riding my entry as I gently pumped.
"I forgot how good you feel," I told her then, pushing one of my hands down to my throbbing dick.
I started palming myself through my jeans all while quickening the pumps in her pussy.
She let out a sob of pleasure, riding me faster.
I pulled my dick out from my jeans and gritted my teeth, stroking myself up and down while I pounded my fingers inside her.
Tessa cried out, arching her back as her entire body stilled.
She came.
I just kept going, feeling my orgasm crest higher... and higher...
Until I hit the edge, burying my face in her neck as the orgasm I gave her still rattled through her body, her walls spasming around my entry as I kept my pace, smiling in her neck as my come still spilled a little on her bed.
After we both calmed, I slid my fingers out, lightly pulling her pants back up over her waist as she gasped softly, easing into the mattress.
"You needed that, huh?" I said.
She nodded slightly.
"Yeah," I replied. "I can tell."
We were both silent for the next couple minutes.
"Well," I said, yawning, "my job here is done. See you later."
She caught my wrist and rolled over, making me look down to her, surprised.
"No," she pleaded softly, "don't leave."
"Huh?" I said.
Tessa's eyes were dulled in exhaustion and satisfaction, but she still scooted closer to me. "You can touch me or whatever you like while I'm sleeping," she told me, "but..." she crawled into my arms, making me blink in surprise as she cuddled into my hold, "don't leave."
"Tessa..." I warned.
"Don't leave..." she whispered.
My lashes lowered, and I sighed, rolling my eyes. "Alright, I won't."
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