You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like youDia really loved waking up next to him. She wasn't quite sure why. Max should be everything that a good little girl runs away from, but she found herself irresistibly drawn to him. To his charming grin and his snarky comments and the absolute lovely way he made her body sing. He was exactly
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Dia burrowed into him.
Max, sleepily still, nuzzled against her hair, kissing it, kissing her forehead lightly.
"Mmm, we gotta get up?" Dia asked.
Max held her closer. "Do we? I thought we might skip past that for a while."
"I'm game if you are."
Max's fingers trailed along the side of her body, gently. "For tarrying with you? Count me in, any day. Besides, any pressing business elsewhere?"
Dia pressed into his fingers. "Not that I can think of."
"Mmm." Palm fully upon her body now, thumb teasingly trailing along the side of her breast, he kissed her eyes, then pulled back a little just to look at her face, smiling.
Dia pressed into his hand and sighed.
Max's other hand came up, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, that beautiful, glorious hair; trailing his finger along her jawline, then down the side her neck. "Something troubling you, beautiful?"
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Right here and now? Things were perfect.
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"Oh? I think I like that. I just wouldn't want to miss out on things that make you sigh." Another small, soft kiss, and he gathers her closer to him, thumb now tracing patters over the side of her breast, coming slowly closer and closer to the nipple.
No hurry at all, right? There was definitely reason for him to be very appreciative, too.
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