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I'm the happiest man alive.

I feel like a new man.

A much happier one at that.

Pulling my lips into a smile, my eyes shift down at Lizzi-

How the hell did she manage to do that?

The hell.

Quietly laughing, my little vixen is currently laying in the opposite direction. Most of her disappears under the blanket covering her body, cuddling up with Roger and Olivia. Wearing only my championship shirt, she's the best view I've woken up to in Indianapolis. With her knees tucked in, the shirt rises up and offers a full view of her bare ass.

How the fuck does she sleep like that?

But the question is how the hell did she get out of my hold last night?. I mean, I did feel her nudge me a few times but I thought she was just tossing in her sleep and squeezed her tighter.

She is something alright.

I love her.

The sun rays from the open ceiling windows beam down, highlighting Lizzie's glowing honey brown skin to her shiny black hair sprawling all over the place. Her face is relaxed, with no wrinkles in them like I've seen the last couple of days she was home in Mexico.

We both needed what happened last night.

Shit, the light feeling I have in my chest is the best feeling I have had in a while.

I move down toward where she is and softly tug her into my arms, cuddling up with her. My knees lift up behind hers, feeling her soft curves against my chest and stomach.

I'm still speechless from the way she paralyzed me last night. The memory we shared last night will forever be locked in my brain with many hot blazing-hot moments with Lizzie.

Tracing my finger, over her back, goosebumps raise on her warm, smooth skin. Memories of last night heat up my body all over again, remembering the heat that exploded within.

I will never forget last night. I think it will be a locked memory until I die. 

I am humbled beyond measure of Lizzie allowing me to have her virginity. Sex had always been for me to numb my pain to not feel emotions. I feel like it was a rite for me but last night was a complete privilege... honor... humbling experience. Words can't express how she made me feel special, as I tried my best to make her first time worth it and pain-free.

Last night, she made me feel like a damn virgin all over again, trembling and shit. It took everything in me not to bust early... both times.

My mind can't get over how good she is with her mouth. She took so much care and confidence to make sure I felt good. She was so tight, gripping me from tip to base too. She really has so much magic I can't explain how I feel other than so humbled by how she honors my needs mentally and physically.

I feel exactly the same way about her.

That's love.

Lizzie lets out a soft hum as she wiggles her body, trying to cuddle up herself away from the cool draft that breezes through.

Rubbing up and down her back, my mind is still on cloud nine.

Sex has always been a short-time feeling for me, a way for me to empty my mind as well as my frustrations. All arithmetic, and no sense of feeling or emotion, I just wanted to get the rush out of me to feel nothing else. After every time, once the high crashed, I was left empty and unsatisfied.

For the first time, with Lizzie, I felt... full. She feels so many emotions, tying me to her, I almost can't believe it.

With Lizzie, all emotions were involved in how we felt about each other. They've been building for so long, since the day I set my eyes on her at her job. All my expectations and fantasies went out the window because this was her first time.

And I wanted her to feel beautiful, appreciated, and special. Because that's what she is to me.

My lips brush against her forehead once more, and she whimpers, unwilling to get up. It's nine o'clock, according to the clock on the wall. I'm surprised she's not completely dressed and has a full day fun day plan printed off and matching T-shirts.

However, she does deserve this rest, considering her last couple of days with her dad having the stroke and traveling going home. I can only imagine how tough it had to be for her to just do it alone, confronting the family stress that has been eating at her from a distance. 

My heart breaks at the realization of how many times she has been there for me and how I couldn't never be there for her. I don't want her to ever feel like that ever again and I want her to know I am right by her side.

Lizzie shuffles again and a soft laugh escapes from my lips as she tries to get comfortable  on this hard ass carpet floor.

My mind was and still is in complete overload from her claiming me with her warm mouth to just taking all of me. The fantasies I had prior about sleeping with Lizzie didn't compare to what we did last night. Her moans and cries for me to please her, feeling her trembles on my skin, just wrecked me in the worst way. The wait was so worth it and given how long we waited, the experience just made me feel like it was my first time too.

I will admit I was absolutely nervous as hell when she told me she wanted to have sex, or as she says, making love. Those words aren't really in my vocabulary but she is right. We made physical love last night and it truly felt like my first time connecting with another person like that. 

Even though I'm experienced, being gentle with her and making sure she feels good before me was new.

That's what matters.

That's what love is. Giving, taking, and sharing.

Lizzie shuffles a bit, wiggling her ass into me but wraps her body closer to the stuffed animals. 

Yeah, we are going to have to figure that out eventually because at home she sleeps with at least ten, including pillows. Plus, we haven't slept in the same bed since I left. I've got to work on my grasping technique so she's not all over the place in this bed.

Leaning down, I softly plant a kiss in the crane of her neck and Lizzie shuffles again. Smiling on her skin, she moves her hand to block my face. But this time, pursing my lips, I plant another kiss. Sliding under her blanket, I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her close to me and moving my lips over the pulse in her neck.

"Jaylann," she rasps so beautifully.

Lizzie softly hums and adjusts herself, twisting her tiny body until she faces me with a tired frown. I smile big and she takes her tiny fingers and tries to stop my advancing lips. Only for me to kiss her fingers.

"Good morning," I rasp.

Lizzie tucks her body to hide herself and mumbles, "Jaylan, it's too early," she rasps with a tired voice.

Oh, now she is not an early bird.

Flashing her with a bigger smile. "It's never too early, don't you want a big, fun-filled day with little ol' me?"

She crinkles her nose as she holds the octopus up close to her and playfully shuts her eyes, fluttering those long eyelashes. Tucking her hair behind her ear, I soak in her beauty up close. The glow of her honey brown skin is so beautiful. Her nose is still painted pink from the role play that got us here.

Moving some hair out of her face, and the creases appear in her forehead wrinkle but I kiss them away.

"You're not little," she muffles into my chest.

"I thought you wanted to go swimming and explore the city," I remind, softly stroking her head.

I definitely wouldn't mind seeing in the swimsuit she brought along. 

Her eyes pop right open along with her body and I cackle as she stands up however her legs don't agree with that and she falls right on top of me. Her thighs sandwich around me and she locks eyes with me. Her body shivered as my hand rubs softly on her arm.

It still makes me feel good that my touch has so much reaction to her. Lizzie giggles into the crane of my neck and her breath. My hands rub down her buttery skin down to my favorite area code, resting my palms on both cheeks. A rose pink spreads across her cheeks as her bare pelvis meets my morning wood.

"How do you feel this morning?" I inquire.

The pink streak darkens as she covers her mouth, hiding her smile.

Pulling her hands down, she still hides and dips down her chin. "Does anything hurt?"

Her chin dips down. "My legs and.... honeypot," she whispers softly. Her body warms up at her confession.

My heart sinks because I really was trying to be gentle with her last night.

Tilting her chin up, the sunrays lighten her gingerbread doe eyes. "I'm sorry, I tried to be gentle," I admit.

Believe me, as much as I wanted to go all out, I could not do that to her the first time. Her tiny throat muscles swallow down as she adjusts herself on the cobra. "It's okay, Jaylan. It's a good sore."

The only sore I know of is from the weights room or Coach's whistle blasting my ears. Neither feels good.

"A good sore?" Rubbing the side of her butter soft thighs, she leans down close to me, giving me the small whiff of vanilla.

"A good sore." Her long black hair curtains me.

The initiation from her warms up my whole body as I clasp my hand behind her neck, igniting the warm air between us. Softly pulling away, I stroke my thumb on the side of her face. Studying her for any sign or hint of discomfort, she shows none. Her smile radiates like the sun as she looks at me in adoration.

"I love you," she says with a soft sweet whisper.

I don't think I could ever get tired of hearing that coming out of her lips. Swiping my thumb across her lower lip, her body sinks into the bed.

"I love you too." My eyes focus on hers and she sinks her teeth in her lower lip. Her eyes move back and forth, getting lost into mine.

Silence is in the air but the leftover energy from last night is recharging between the both of us like a magnetic force. My lips meet hers hungry and full of desire. She hitches her breath in mine and as I open my mouth, deepening the kiss. I slowly pull her lip between my teeth and she squeaks, making me laugh at how she reacts to that always.

"Did you sleep okay?" she softly says, her fingers tracing around my gold chain.

"I did," I husk with a deep voice.

She hums as we lazily kiss each other. My hand clasps on to her hip and I softly massage it as she sprawls her tiny hands on my bare chest. 

Playfully, she rubs it like she is starting a fire, making me flinch and curl my body up to mess with her. Her laughter fills the room, making me miss how simple it is to put a smile on her face. I hold her close and sway our bodies back and forth like a washer machine.

My head dips down, kissing the side of her neck pecking up and down as if I'm a chicken pecking for food. "Jaylannn," her sweet, honey-filled voice drags.

With strategic open mouth kisses on her neck, she arches her back letting her lips part. "Jaylan."

My hands slip up my shirt on her and I toss it to the side. The sight of her on top of me makes the cobra more awake and alert than he already was. Her hands start to cover up because the cool air hardens her nipples but I kiss her hands to assure it's okay.  She looks at me curiously, wondering about my next move, and I keep my gaze on her. Dancing my fingers by her upper thigh, I know what I want, a real-life taste of all those damn dreams that woke me up stiff as a brick, but I need to make sure she's on board.

Just the thought about last night gets me harder. How her thighs nearly squeezed the life out of me as I was tongue-deep in her honeypot, not missing a drop of honey turns heat in me like a furnace. 

The sparkle in her eyes makes my body warm up at the newness of her at this intimacy level. The light from the curtains glistens her honey skin  Leaning forward, I latch on to her closest nipple and Lizzie exhales. The sound seeps into the room like beautiful music to my ears, arching her back. Pulling more with my mouth, the movement of her hips surprises me, feeling her rub over the hardness of me. Holding her breasts feels buttery, soft, and smooth as my hands massage and cup them. My eyes gaze at the condom wrapper that probably dropped on the floor how excited I was last night like I am now.

Sucking harder, Lizzie lets out soft whimpers, drooping her head down with her hair blinding me. Pushing back her hair, her face highlighted by the sunrays is the most beautiful thing I've seen on Lizzie yet. I softly pull back off her breast as her chest rises and falls of the sensual arousal between us.

The glow of her skin is brighter, illuminating her beauty in the morning sunrise. "What are you thinking, baby girl?" I mumble, cupping her chin.

Lizzie eyes flicker back and forth into mine and she sinks her teeth in her lower lip. "I want to... I want to try again."

Biting my lip, I lean up to meet her lips. "I would like that too," I rasp.

She lets out a warm smile and I take my thumb swiping it on her lip. Lizzie takes the waistband getting ready to pull down and I arch my brow making her laugh softly but I like the initiative and confidence she has to do so.

Together we pull my sweats down allowing the cobra to fling up saying good morning to his best friend. She giggles with an added squeak as the sound smacks against my abdomen pulling my lips up into a deviant smile. The pads of my fingers made circles on her thighs sandwich around my waist. Leaning forward I plant a soft kiss on her temple.

The silence in the room is still and quiet but Lizzie's soft ragged breaths. Opening the wrapper, Lizzie eyes burn my hands watching me roll the condom on with ease. Her curiosity is killing me with eyes full of wonder observing my cock every inch of it. 

"Lift up, baby," I rasp.

"Like this?" she questions, lifting her hips up.

The question alone almost made me bust a load making me painfully restrain from doing so. "Just like that good girl"

The pink blush highlights her entire face as she lifts up, her knees straddling my hips. She moves closer and I slowly guide up inside her, trying not to hurt her from how sensitive she is right now. Lizzie's lips part gasping out softly at the invasion of her honeypot. Her thighs tense up but I caress my thumb on each side to help her relax.

Lizzie's chest rises and falls, which causes her breasts to jiggle. She bites her lower lip, fluttering her eyes as she adjusts to the new angle.  Lizzie's whole body is on full display for me making my hands explore every inch of her feeling the goosebumps rise on her butter skin.

"You okay?" I ask.

She nods, opening her dark eyes with a soft smile. "I'm okay, Jaylan." She lets out another breath.

Adjusting myself to move inside her more, her body slumps down, grasping onto my shoulders. Pushing some hair over her shoulder, I softly stroke her face. "I'm going to teach you, okay?" I rasp.

The comment causes her to tremble and she nods her head, softly looking at me through her eye lashes. "Teach me," she says angelically.

Fuck, she going to kill me. I can't lose control... I can't.

Her walls tense up, parting my lips and letting out a groan at how tight she is. The best thing about this new level of intimacy is to be able to teach Lizzie things and share the experiences with her together, which makes it sexier to take part in.

"Move down."

Slowly, she moves down on my cock, taking me deeper. A groan erupts out my lips again and she bites her lip at the sound. Placing my hands at the side of her thighs, I lift her up and a whimper escapes from her lips as my tip gazes at her swollen clit. Guiding her back down, the plopping sound against my thighs is everything I dreamt of. The ripple of her ass shakes my skin, allowing a smack sound ripple in the room.

"Shit, like that" I groan out.

Lizzie places her hands on the side of my shoulders as I lift up my hips, meeting hers. The slow, sensual movement has both our breaths ragged and hard. This is the second time I'm inside Lizzie and she clung on to me. Her stomach tightens.

She takes a few breathes exhaling adjusting my entire length. I'm already heavily throbbing hoping not to calm  "You good?" I inquired.

"I'm good" She hums as She rises on her own, pulling my lips into a smile as she does it on her own.  She gently goes up and then down, the sensations clenching my stomach.

"That's it." I grasp her warm waist tighter.

Lizzie's sex face is the hottest thing making mentally take a photo right now. As our motions are in sync, she's biting her lip, combing her hair through her fingers. Her dark gingerbread eyes sparkle, reflecting the sun.

"Am I doin...doing o-okay?" Her words shake as she moves me to become autonomous.

A groan escapes from my lips as she guides herself back down. Her hair slips to the side, dangling right on my chest. The ends brush over and tickle my skin, causing chills up my spine. This moment is something I have had in all my dreams, Lizzie on top of me, riding me. But, to be in this moment right now, none of those dreams compare. 

The soft feel of the plush blankets beneath me and our naked bodies is true bliss. The morning glow shines brighter on her honey skin as she moves up and down. I want to get close to see face to face.

Squeezing Lizzie's ass as she moves up and down with more confidence, our mouths gape open with a hitched breath at the movements she's guiding...

Crunching up, I meet her lips. "Such a good girl." She releases a soft whimper as our mouths meet again, both of us accepting each other's tongue as if they're tongues engaged in a lustful dance.

I think I know another kink of my beautiful girlfriend and I can't wait to explore her praise kink. Adjusting myself, I sit completely up so that we are eye to eye. This isn't a position I've done much but I like what we have between us, her sitting on me but more intimate.

My hands slip back at the greatest place on earth as she bounces on my cock. "You're doing so good, baby. It feels so good" I connect my hand to her ass softly. 

With confidence, she rides me up and down, increasing her pace. Taking control but careful to perfect what she is doing sends pulses through me, I start flexing my hips up as she moves down. The deeper penetration catches both our breaths. I'm the first to groan, digging my fingers into her warm, smooth skin.

Heat rises in my face and I can feel my release tense in my balls, drawing them up. Another groan escapes in my lips as I pick up the pace, tugging her down as I snap my hips up. My strategic, rhythmic thrusts bounce her and I'm mesmerized watching her breasts bounce heavily smashing against my chest. My mouth attaches to one of her nipples, adding to my pleasure by arousing her. Even sheathed, she's wet and squeezing me hard.

She exhales, arching her back as I thrust up, quickening my pace but trying not to hurt her.

She bites her lower lip and hums out as her hands palm my pecs. I know she's at her climax as her breathing becomes ragged as I bounce her.

"Oh, Papi." Trembling, she exhales softly in the room.

Did she just-

Groaning deeply, I meet her lips with starvation at the hottest thing I've heard yet in our bedroom time. Thrusting my hips up, I increase my pace, Lizzie tilts her head back as she bites her lip, flashing me a heated gaze that shoots right to my balls.

With every synchronized motion of me thrusting into her deeply, her moans get louder. Her hair wildly gets in the way and a few black strands cling to her forehead and neck, but it's most fucking sexy thing ever. As her breaths get choppy, Lizzie's lips begin to shape an O. Arching her neck, her chin lifts upward. Her thighs tremble, motivating me to thrust my hips hard and sloppy, knowing I'm almost there too. Lizzie's ass smacking against my legs, combined with the slicked sound of our contact cause my balls to tighten.

"Say it again, Lizzie," I grunt as I thrust upward, feeling the blood rush.

"Papi," she groans, so beautifully, out of her lips. 

I can feel the effect deep within my stomach and I let out a loud groan as my release rushes out. She makes a harmonic scream and collapses on me. Her sweaty forehead hits my shoulder as I slowly pump once more and wrap my arms around her back. Rocking us until I'm empty, a laugh escapes from her lips and I let out a laugh too.

"Wow," she says, panting. Pulling her head back, her eyes are beaming at me.

"Wow," I tease, pushing the damp hair out of her face.

Laughter erupts deep within me as Lizzie's giggles bounce off the walls. With ease, I pull out and turn her over, making her lips part and her eyes sparkle into mine. The gold of my chain reflects in her light brown doe eyes. Her eyes like the universe and every time I look at them, they just get better and better to look at.

My arms pin both sides of her as if I'm doing a push up. "I love you, know that?"

I don't think saying that will ever get old and every time I say it, the words warm my whole body up. All the same post-sex feelings rush through me, the euphoric pleasure thrumming in my body, but with Lizzie it's different. Instead of draining myself empty, I'm full of warm, glowing feelings that are pulling me to this woman.

Lizzie sinks into the blanket beneath us and scoots down too. "I love you too."

I don't mind how she winces while closing her thighs.

"How about we take a warm shower, it might help." I suggest, still caressing her thighs and cup my hands down at her ass again. Patting like a conga drum it is, Lizzie's laughs into my chest.

I could get used to mornings like this.

Lizzie sneaks up the Octopus and kisses the fuzzy thing on my lips. Crinkling my nose, Lizzie sinks her teeth in her lower lip. "Okay," she says softly.

Lifting up, I watch her sit up. I take the opportunity to scoop her up, making her squeal, "JAYLANN!"

Laughing, I make a loud grunt, lifting her up like a barbell. With as light as she is, it feels like ten pounds. I don't ever want to be apart from her laughter ever again. Curling her down and back up, Lizzie clasps her tiny arms around my neck. Hanging on for dear life, her laughter echoes louder. 

"Shhhhhhhh," I hush her as I dip her down, egging it on.

For the first time, I feel free and not the heavy feeling of life weighing down my shoulders and in my chest. What I have been missing all along is Lizzie. She has been the home... family I've been searching for all along when it was taken away from me.

Lizzie has made my youthful heart come to life again and I couldn't be anymore thankful.

Playfully, I rush up the stairs butt-ass naked. Thoughts continue to flood my mind as we make it back to the master bedroom. I definitely can't wait to share more moments like these with Lizzie in the future.

I won't lie, it's definitely going to suck going back home, living apart after growing closer. She's definitely going to make every effort to make sure I won't do anything crazy, probably scheduling sleepover days.

"Jaylan, you're going too fast!" Lizzie uncontrollably laughs as my feet come to a halt in the bathroom. The bathroom has a spa theme with grey stone around the walls.

"Last stop to shower island," I joke.

Fuck, what's is happening to me? I've never been this corny, but this giggler thinks it's hilarious. If any of the guys hear me right now, they will roast my ass in two seconds, especially Jordy.

I wonder how his night went, in search of finding that sports agent girl.

"We need Music," Lizzie suggests and a thought pops up.

Knowing Lizzie is going to strangle me with the music choice I'm about to use, I offer, "Can I pick?"

"Sure." Lizzie shrugs, as she throws off my shirt, giving me an instant hard on.

Fuck.

Her honey tone skin glistens in the ceiling window opening above us. A river is probably flowing through my mouth staring at the curves at her hips and to her bare ass. Lizzie's tiny feet quickly run into the shower, closing the glass door so I don't come in. She wiggles her body and turns, shaking her ass, then turns on the shower.

"Don't forget about that chart." I point at her and she squeaks, getting into the corner of the shower with her back against the walls. The drooling situation in my mouth isn't getting better as her body gets wet.

A smile pulls on my lips as she holds her arms up and shakes them as I step forward, pretending to come get her.

"Stoppp!" She squeaks as I open the glass door. Pressing my head on the shower glass, Lizzie is infectiously giggling  making me laugh too.

I missed this so much.

"Jaylan, get the music!" she orders with giggles in between.

I arch my brow and point at her as she sinks her teeth in her lower lip. "I'm going to get you," I warn.

Lizzie shakes her head no but remains on the shower wall. Chuckling, I turn my back and forget I'm butt-ass naked, increasing Lizzie's giggles as she gets a full view of my ass.

She is a trip.

I walk out of the bathroom and go to my phone that she must have charged last night. Unplugging my phone, another message notification pops up among the numerous messages from the basketball group chat to Lizzie's proposal group chat.

Which reminds me, I want to add Mateo into the chat because he reached out to me before dinner last night.

Mateo is a pretty cool dude. He first reached out to me the day Lizzie came home. I was surprised how he opened up quickly to me and asked questions about what it's like to be at a D1 school. 

He also told me to try to ease Lizzie's mind on wanting to move where he is. He wants her to appreciate and live her own life and not worry about him. I told him that's who she is, the big sister and that's her job. I do understand why Lizzie wants to be near her brother because he would be the only family she has in America.

I guess that would leave some decisions with me as well because of where I want to go in the NBA. My heart still hopes for the Washington Wizards.

"Jaylan, I'm going to be done before you get in here," she warns, trying to sound like me.

The pace of my feet quicken as I enter the bathroom. The view of Lizzie washing her body in the all glass shower hitch my breath in a recorded memory I would like to have in my dreams. She has the body of a curvaceous goddess. She is in her own world but the smile she has on her face warms my heart. She is as  I am.

"Look, I'm almost done," Lizzie teases, turning the knob.

I arch my brow and she takes her hand off quickly, almost like she's wanting to see what I'll do.

I like it.

"Elizabeth Maria, don't play this dangerous game now." Scrolling through Spotify, I pick a random Disney playlist, place my phone on the bathroom counter, and turn the volume up loud.

Look for the bare necessities

The simple bare necessities

Forget about your worries and your strife

Turning up the volume, Lizzie hits the glass door to get my attention. Trying so hard to furrow her brows to look mean as I enter the shower but she can't contain her laughter as her lips tremble. She folds her arms across her bare mangoes, looking up at me. 

"What?" I ask, innocently running my body through the warm water.

"This isn't funny," Lizzie scolds.

Restraining back a grin, I take my wash cloth and squirt some of my soap into the cloth. "What, what's funny?"

She grunts softly and I dip my head down, meeting her lips as she crinkles up her nose. "I know what you are trying to do and it's not working," she warns, turning up her nose.

If only she knew.

My grin can't be any bigger as I laugh at her investigation. "I don't know what you're talking about. Don't you like Disney music?"

Lizzie clenches her jaw, well, more like smiles at me. "Jaylan, this Disney thing needs to get out of your head," she stresses at my nonsense.

"Lizzie, it's just Disney music," I tease.

"But I know what you're doing," she recites.

"Can't we just listen to it?" My shoulders bouncing, I can't contain my laughter any longer.

"Jaylan, Disney is nothing to joke about," she warns.

"How come?" I innocently say.

"Because you've been on a Disney kick for some reason and you're not even a fan," Lizzie corrects, putting her hand on her hip. 

Clasping my hands on the sides of her waist I pull us close to each other. "I am a fan."

"Oh yeah? What's Buzz Light Years' enemy?" she challenges.

Playfully tapping my chin, I get soap on my beard, knowing Lizzie would smile at that. She tries to keep a straight face. "Hmmmm," I hum. "It's it Zurg?"

Lizzie skeptically looks up at me with furrowing brows and smacks her lips softly. "Good job."

"Comeee onnn, don't act like you don't want to go to Disney with me and see Mickey ears on me," I tease, grabbing her aqua blue travel-size shampoo container.

Lizzie sinks her teeth in her lower lip and spins around as her hair gets darker from rubbing it under the water. "I want to but not during school," she corrects me. 

Squirting some shampoo in my hand, I keep teasing, "So you admit you want to go to Disney?"

Lizzie huffs. "I do but not right now." She spins her feet as her back faces me. I began to massage the shampoo. 

"Great. Let's start planning," I joke but it would be good to know what she likes so I can make this happen.

"Jaylan, we can't just plan in the shower. We have to like to plan with poster boards and markers, and..." Lizzie begins to list off the importance of planning but her instructions just warm my heart at more adventures we will partake in together.

I have a few things in mind, I know she would try to scrap at me for trying to do it spontaneously unorganized.

"If I agree, I'm in charge." Lizzie points her finger up.  A smile pulls on my lips as I massage deeper into her head. Lizzie softly moans, making this hard on a bit more painful.

"Alright boss, what are your plans?"

Lizzie moans under the circular motion of my hands. "We need an exact week we are going and it has to be AFTER graduation and the NCLEX."

Little does she know that's already set in stone.

"Alright, what else?" I continue to massage her head.

"Andddd..." she whimpers as I apply more pressure. "We can't just jump from one attraction to another. Jaylan, it's strategic. Like you can't go to Animal Kingdom for a couple of hours, we have to go the whole day." She relaxes into me.

Dipping my head down, I plant a soft kiss on her shoulder blade. "And we have to get T-shirts, do announcements... Jaylan, this is serious." Lizzie furrows her brows as I make her hair stand up like a mohawk.

Softly cackling, Lizzie smacks her lips and bends down to wash out the shampoo. At the view of her bare ass, my hands begin to tingle like I have super powers.

"Got it, got it," I confirm.

"How many days are we talking here?" Lizzie inquires.

Her investigative voice warns my heart and I wrap my arms around her. "Well..." I kiss the crane of her neck. "How about we go for a week?"

"A week!?" She squeaks, as her head pops back up.

"Yeah a week," I shrug, with the conditioner bottle in my hand.

Lizzie spins her head and tsks. "Jaylan, we have to plan today, right now " Lizzie turns off the shower, shaking her head yet she still has soap on her body and forgetting I have to condition.

Putting my head up, I can't help but laugh. "Well, how about we plan right now and write later?" I suggest, shaking the conditioner bottle.

"Jaylan, we need paper and pen for this," Lizzie says uneasily.

"It's okay, I promise I won't forget," I vouch.

Lizzie looks at me worried and all I could do is smile at the opposite types we are. For the record, Lizzie is definitely type A.

"What would be your ideal first day?" I squirt the conditioner in her hair and begin to message.

Lizzie dreamily hums and her back meets my chest. She clasps her hands on her chest and I massage the conditioner in her head. "Going to Magic Kingdom."

Of course, she would want to go see all the Disney princesses and magical things but that's my future wife.

"What's at Magic Kingdom?" breathing a chuckle.

"Oh Jaylan, from Isabela and I's extensive research over the years and many PowerPoints to our parents." She notes.

I laugh, thinking Lizzie and her sister probably made a whole week's presentation on why going to Disney would benefit them to see MIckey and eat breakfast with him.

"For starters, we have to go to The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh, we have to see him. And then. Oh, the tea cups too! The Dumbo ride though, I'm not sure how you'll fit." Lizzie giggles.

I suck my teeth and take my hand, connecting it right to her butt. Making her leap up, she splashes water by my ankles. "Jaylan!"

"I told you I would get you," I warn.

She turns at me, giving my infamous look but can't help but smile. "I definitely would want all the characters to take photos with us."

I'm a little skeptical about cartoon mascots, especially after the reveal last night from Hollister boy and even that fucking Hershey bar at Hershey Park. "And we have to wear Mickey ears all day, I wonder if they have your size." Lizzie taunts.

Pressing my lips, she sinks her teeth in her lower lip. She dips her head down in the shower and rinses the conditioner out. "And at the end of the day, get a magical kiss during the fireworks." Lizzie lets out a sigh, stepping on her tippy toes and I lean down for her kiss.

And I think I know how this is going to work.

Resting my chin on top of her head, I just know as far as this moment I don't want it to end.

"A perfect sixty-five beats per minute. Okay, chop chop! We have places to go." An electricity of energy bursts through Lizzie.

Before I could say anything, Lizzie cuts off the water and the coolness of the bathroom hits my skin. Following the leader, as she opens the glass door, I reach ahead of her and grab the towel and her. She squirms playfully and bends over my arm. I can't help but laugh as I wrap her around with a towel.

I missed this.

Edited and spiced by the smut queen still_just_me she is making me better each and every day!

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Disney we are ready <3

More to come and oh... keep a box of tissues ok!

End is near!