Once, in the bedroom he softly places me onto the bed. Looking up from the bed, I see him removing his clothes.

I already knew what this was leading up too. Especially from the look in his green eyes. They had a dark tint to them, and held lust in them.

Finally left in only his boxers he crawls onto the bed towards me. "Let me help you with those" He whispers. A shiver runs down my spine.

Helping him with my clothes, he discards my shirt, and shorts. He Unclips my bra, and I let it fall. I take it off throwing it onto the floor somewhere.

Moving forward he gropes my breast, pinching my nipples. I let out a soft moan closing my eyes. He pushes me back onto the bed, removing his hands from my breast.

His hands travel down my body towards the waistband of my panties. He grabs a hold of them, and pulls them off of me. Looking up at the ceiling, I raise my hips helping him take them off. Throwing them onto the floor.

"Spread your legs.." He moves back off of me, and I do as he says. He lays in between my legs. His arms wrap around my thighs holding me in place.

He kisses along my thighs leaving wet hot kisses. Getting irritated that he was teasing me, I voice my annoyance.

"P-Please!" Answering my prayers, he licks his tongue across my slit. I moan arching my back off the bed, his tongue piercing touches my core.

He nibbles and sucks on my pussy. Moving one arm from around my thigh, he sticks one finger into my wetness.

His tongue continues to suck on my clitoris. Plumping two fingers into me, he fastens his pace. "Uh!" The sound of my wetness, and slurping echos around the room.

His arm around my thigh tightens, and he begins to assault my pussy pumping into me violently.

Fisting the bedsheets I cry out in pure pleasure. "Yass d-daddy! Fuck me!" My pussy clenches around his fingers. Feeling my orgasm coming, I close my eyes. A knot forms in the pit of my stomach, I cry out in pleasure as I climax.

Pulling his fingers out, he licks up the rest of my jizz. I open my eyes staring up at the ceiling, my heart pounding erratically in my chest.

When I come back from my high, I sit up slightly seeing Stephen suck on his fingers. He let's out a satisfy groan, his dark green eyes staring back into my brown ones.

He moves towards me, and hovers over me. His lips smash onto mine kissing me roughly, and passionately. I kiss him back wrapping my arms around his waist.

He touches along my body groping my breast. He squeezes and pinches them. When he's done teasing me yet again, his hands travel downwards.

He grabs his cock guiding it towards my entrance. Breaking the kiss he slides the tip of his cock inside me. We both groan at the intrusion, he slides the rest of his cock inside me.

When I'm finally adjusted to his size he starts to thrust slowly. He moves his arms placing them on either side of my head. Tilting my head back I close my eyes moaning loudly.

He fastens his pace ramming his cock into my wetness. The sound of skin slapping against one another echos throughout the room.

At each thrust he grunts. "F-Fuck! You feel so good, babe!" I answer him with a moan. I dig my fingers down his back, leaving scratch marks along it.

When he knows am close he begins to pound into me recklessly. His thrust shake the bed, and I hold onto him tight. Feeling his cock twitch, and pulsate inside me I knew he was close.

My walls clench tight around his cock, he groans throwing his head back. Coming undone we both climax at the same time. He squirts his load into me, his arousal now mixed with mine.

He pulls out of me, and collapses beside me panting heavy with his eyes closed. Turning my head I look at him. My breathing comes out rugged, but I was feeling better then ever.

His toned muscles were glistening with sweat. His brown hair was messily stuck to his forehead with drips of sweat.

When both of our breathing comes back to normal, he turns his head meeting my gaze. He smiles at me pulling me against his chest. I nest beside him laying my head down on his chest.

"That was long awaited." He whispers huskily. I nod my head looking up at him.

"But it was worth it." He smiles pecking my lips. He pulls away slightly looking down at me.

"We should clean up." I sigh not wanting to get out of bed, but Stephen was right. I needed to wash his cum off of me.

I knew I should be on birth control, but I couldn't lie to Stephen and tell him I haven't been taking them.

Deciding to let it go, I decide not to make a big deal out of it. I could just take one tomorrow, and everything would be fine.

Getting out of bed we both head towards the bathroom. Stephen gets the shower ready for us, and I get our clothes ready in the closet. When I'm done, I head back to the bathroom.

We take a shower together, I wash him up as he washes me up. One thing leads to another, and we're going at it again.

Two weeks later, today I was at work putting pieces of lingerie on its hangers. I was feeling sick this morning, but I decided to come to work and work it off.

Stephen wanted me to stay home, since it was his day off. But I wanted to get out of the house.

Feeling like am going to vomit, I drop the hanger rushing towards the employee bathroom at the back. Opening the door I crouch down onto the floor, and open the toilet seat vomiting.

Tears roll down my face. When I'm done I sit there for awhile. I needed to go home. I was in need of a nice nap, and a cup of tea.

Today, I woke up feeling sick and tired. I didn't even want to go to work, but I made myself come. Getting up from off of the floor I flush the toilet.

I go to the sink washing my hands with soap. Turning off the water, I grab a paper towel drying my hands and wiping my face.

I open the door walking back out to the front of the store. My manager, Liz is at the cash register cleaning the area up. I walk towards her direction stopping in front of her.

"Hey, Liz" I greet her. Feeling like I was about to vomit again, I fight the feeling.

Looking up at me she frowns. "You look sick, chica. I think you should go home. Since you came in this morning, you've looked out of it. Go home. Everything is good. I got it from here." I thank her nodding my head.

I head towards the back into the employee break room. I open my locker grabbing my bag.

A few minutes later, I park Stephen's Range Rover into the driveway. Shutting off the engine, I open up the door grabbing my bag. I close the door walking towards the front door.

Digging through my bag I grab my keys, and open the door. Getting inside I close the door behind me.

I walks towards the bedroom, when I get there I see Stephen laid out on the bed. He's fast asleep laying on his stomach. I go into the closet putting my bag away.

I change my clothes into one of Stephen's shirts. Walking back into the bedroom, I stop in my tracks. Stephen is sitting on the bed staring straight at me.

"Home so early I see" I shrug my shoulders, nodding my head.

"I told you not to go to work. You looked sick this morning, and you still went." He adds. I sigh walking towards the bed. I knew he was right, I felt so drained and tired.

Getting into bed I lay down, he snuggles behind me holding me tight. He caresses my side drawing little circles.

I soon fall asleep closing my eyes. "Go to sleep, babe. I'll go make dinner for you." He pecks my cheek, getting out of bed.

Later that night, we had dinner together. I was feeling a little better, but I still felt sick. Thankfully I had a sweet boyfriend who took great care of me.

Two days later, I was finally feeling better and I even got a surprise from Stephen. We were going to take a trip to Paris and then London, so I could meet his family.

I had to admit I was a little nervous, and I thought it was too soon. But I was happy that he wanted to take me to meet his family.

We planned on leaving on Friday, which was two days from now. Christmas was also coming up, and I knew that was another reason for him planning this vacation.

Walking towards the backyard, I pass the kitchen. I was too busy messing with my snapchat, Kyla and me were sending snaps to each other.

I did make sure that most of my social medias were private. Stephen's fans did try to follow me, but honestly they should just be following him instead not me.

I was just his girlfriend, and that was all. I deserved to have my life private. I was totally supportive of my boyfriend and his career, but there was a line to how far I was willing to go.

Yes. I knew dating him would mean giving up my privacy. But there was no need for his fans to follow me. I was of little importance.

The only reason they wanted to follow me was to know more about me or find out what Stephen was doing or if I posted pictures of him.

It just dives me crazy how fans can be. We are just human beings like them. But that is my opinion. Bumping into something hard, I look up from my phone.

I see Stephen staring down at me. It's like everyday he gets sexier and sexier. A smile spreads across his sexy lips.

"Hello, beautiful." Putting my phone in my back pocket, I wrap my arms around his waist.

"Hello, handsome. You look sexy today." I wink. He chuckles wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Not as sexy as you right now." Closing the gap between us, I move my arms up his back. I tiptoe kissing his soft lips, meeting me half way he kisses me back.

"I'm happy I get to spent time with you." I mumble against his lips.

"Me too." Pulling away from each other, we take our seats in the backyard. We sat at the lounge area by the pool area.

Taking my phone back out, I go back into my snapchat playing with the filters. I loved the bunny filter the most. Looking up from my phone I see Stephen staring at me smiling.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" I ask looking into my phone screen.

"No. Your just perfect, babe." Looking away from my phone, I look back up at him. Stephen was such a sweetheart.

Now, this was the Stephen I fell in love with. He was always so attentive and loving. Getting up from off of my chair, I walk over towards him.

I sit on his lap smashing my lips onto his. He wraps his arms around my waist kissing me back. The kiss is soft and gentle. We pull apart staring into each other's eyes.

"I love you." He leans forward leaning his forehead against mine.

"I love you too, mi amor." He says pecking my lips.

Getting lost in his eyes, the shades of green in his eyes were mesmerizing. I peck his lips again, I just couldn't get enough of him.

The kiss soon turns into a full blown kiss. His left hand stays on my waist, and his right hand goes behind the back of my head.

Deepening the kiss he moves me close to him. Both of our chest against one another, I could feel his heart beating against my own. He soon breaks the kiss, both of us panting heavily.

When we get our breathing steady, I move off of Stephen's lap. Sitting back in my seat, I unlock my phone going back into snapchat. Kyla had texted me.

I text her back, and go into the snapchat filters. Stephen gets up from out of his seat, and walks back into the house.

I get up following behind him, he goes into the refrigerator grabbing a bottle of water. I sit at the table still texting Kyla.

She was out busy job searching, lucky for her. Her parents had bought her a condo in the city of Barcelona.

I haven't saw it yet, but she said she could get me a good deal on a condo when I was ready. I wasn't sure yet, I was thinking about staying with Stephen permanently.

Breaking me from my thoughts, Stephen takes a seat across from me. I take this as my opportunity to snap him. I go into the filters picking the bunny one.

"Elijah!" Turning his head he looks at me. I switch the camera towards him, and press the record button.

Catching him off guard, he just stares at me. I just laugh, and take my finger off the button. I add text along with another filter, and add it onto my stories on snapchat.

"What?" He finally answers looking lost. I shake my head smiling at him.

"Nothing, handsome."