My eyes open an hour and a half later. It’s 11:30, so we really should get up and get in the shower. Heavy arms are over me though and I can’t get up. If this is how mornings with him are going to go, I couldn’t be any happier. I literally have an excuse not to get out of bed. Fortunately, the reason we need to get up is to bathe each other. I wonder if we could have shower sex? I’m feeling rejuvinated, but men can be different. We’re only 24 though, so he is still in his prime. 

“Jamie,” I whisper, “We need to get up. Shower time.” I lift one of his arms off me, but his legs are also tying me down to the couch. 

“Mmmmmm,” he groans. He’s still tired, “But I like how you smell. I just wanna stay here all day.” As much as I want to, my skin might meld to the couch if we do. And I like my skin. Soooo…

“We can have shower sex.” I slip in. He is up in a second and he picks me up from the couch. He lifts me into the air like nothing and walks up my steps to the only bathroom with a shower in it. 

“God Babe, you really are the best negotiator.” He shoots me a smile that just melts me. I have to kiss him. Jamie opens the door and then sets me down. We’re both naked still so there is no need to undress. My shower is not huge, but it should make this a rather intimate experience. I turn the knob of the shower. It starts spewing warm water. Not too hot, because we’ll be making everything a little hotter in a moment. I step in first. The water coats my body, making me feel so much better. I had at least a layer or too of sweat that needed to be rinsed off. I haven’t pulled the curtain, waiting for Jamie to join me, but he stands near the shower. His eyes are on me, and I know it. 

“Like the view?” I say as I rub my tits together under the water. It beads off my skin and falls in a very hot manner, at least I think. Jamie’s perfect dick is getting hard again, he doesn’t even have to touch it. It’s all because of me. 

“Uh-huh.” He says, dumbfounded. I beckon him to join me with my finger. He slowly steps in. He isn’t that much taller than me, only four inches, but with his head tilted down looking at me with such desire, he has a much more towering presence. Jamie’s hands are still at his sides, unsure if his brain will still work if he touches me. I grab his wrists and place them on my ass. I press our chests together as the water falls on my back. His fingers go to work, spreading water across my plump ass. I bite my lip, but not for long, as Jamie leans forward and kisses me. I take a step back and allow the stream of water to go over my head and make contact with Jamie. My hands spread the water across his chest. I wet his hair, he returns the favor by delicately running his fingers through my wet locks. I grab the shampoo and we begin to wash each other. I do his hair, he does mine. It’s not overtly sexual, just intimate. We rinse each other, the suds falling across our bodies. His eyes fall to my soapy breasts and they don’t leave. I place his hands on them before grabbing my bar of soap. I flip his hand over and place it in his palm. I’m giving him the means to touch every inch of body. Not that he couldn’t before, it’s just that from the look in his eyes, I can tell this is something we both want really bad. He runs the soap over my chest first, then my stomach. It’s not the flattest, but he makes sure to rub it with tender care. Then my shoulders and arms. Then my back, which combine the shower with the pre-sex massage, is feeling pretty good now. Then he kneels down and begins to wash my legs. He kisses my upper thighs as he rubs the back of them, total lady-boner. He goes lower, to my calves, and then eventually to my feet. He draws lines with his fingers on my toes. I’m not really a feet person, but if Jamie likes them then I’m sure we can figure something out. He stands back up, giving me the bar of soap before grabbing my face and planting a wet one on me. 

“I love you Mandy.” Fuck his eyes are so magical. Looking down at me with admiration and love. He licks his lips to taste me more. I wash him, but I never really reach anything lower than his dick because I’m so locked into staring at his eyes. When my soapy hands finally reach his rock-hard erection, something short-circuits in my brain. I take one glance at it and my eyes can’t leave it. Kind of similar to him and my tits. I lather it with soap, then wash it off. I lather it again, this time his balls too, and wash them both off. He groans as I manipulate his testicles. I take another step back to begin rinsing him off, but my eyes still stare at his perfect cock. The warm water runs over me and I feel so warm and relaxed. So comfortable. Oh no. It’s happening again. I grip his cock with my right hand and slowly stroke his length. My mouth goes against his jaw as I realize what is happening.

“Jamie, your cock is hypnotizing me again. It’s too perfect.” I whisper. Need lines my voice. 

“Do you want that Mandy?” He’s not calling me Mommy. He knows he is in control right now. I’ll need to take it back tonight. But right now, I don’t care that his perfect cock is making me a submissive hypnotized girlfriend. I don’t care if he makes me his slave. In fact, we already have something that’ll do that job.

“Don’t need to. You already gave me the perfect trigger.” 

“And you’re sure you want that? I’m not pressuring you to do that. I would have sex with you any way, I don’t need you to be in  trance.” 

“I know Baby. But I do want it. I can’t wait till tonight. I want to be your mindless cocksucker. Make me forget everything besides your dick. I want bliss.” 

“Can I cum on your face?” Woah. I may be a little hypnotized, but that is a strong request. He’s lucky though. I’d do anything for him. I love him. 

“I would love for you to cum on my face. Make me your perfect little cumslut. Then bring me back and watch me eat every drop.” I’m practically moaning all this. 

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, I’m ready… Master.” I give him a devilish smile. He takes a breath, gripping me by my arms. He’s making sure I don’t fall. So kind. 

“I’ll wake you up as soon I’m done. Three…two…one. ‘Mandy Mouth Time.” He utters. A punch is landed inside my skull. My whole mind is knocked off balance. It’s a weird feeling. The punch feels like a hole was knocked in my head. 

“Holy shit,” I gasp, “That feels- I’m… I’m… I’m,” My knees are buckling. He lowers me down. My whole mind feels like it’s draining out of the hole that was punched. Everything is going quiet. I’m on my knees. That’s good. A good cocksucker should be on her knees. Where did that thought come from… 

No more thoughts. Just a picture in my mind. A large juicy cock. The same cock that is in front of me. I want to put it in my mouth. 

“I’m… I’m… I’m a mindless cocksucker.” My mouth hangs open. A hand tilts my chin up. My eyes leave the perfect cock and peer up at a face. The face is nice. Especially since it’s attached to the perfect cock. I like cock. I want to suck cock. 

“Can you hear me slave?” Nice voice. Nice voice and nice cock. The voice is attached to the cock. I should listen to the voice. 

“Yes.” 

“Call me Master, slave.”

“Yes Master.” Master has a nick cock. He grabs my hair and tilts my head further up to look at him. 

“What are you thinking about slave?” Cock.

“Cock Master. Your cock. I love cock. I want to suck cock.” I am blank. I am mindless. 

“Do you like sucking cock?” Yes.

“I love sucking cock Master. Sucking cock is my purpose.” I have no other purpose. No other thoughts.

“Mouth open.” Master commands. I open my mouth and stick my tongue out. I hope he puts his cock in my mouth. Instead, he taps his tip against my heavily salivating tongue. I desperately try to lick and pull him into my mouth, but he just roughly taps the tip against my tongue. I would be upset, but mindless cocksucker’s don’t get upset. He shifts forward and places his balls on my tongue. This time he keeps them there, so I greedily take them into my mouth. Master groans as I suck and suck at his balls. Not as good as cock, but very nice. Then Master manipulates his cock so my tongue runs along the shaft. He lets me use my tongue to take him into my mouth finally. As he enters my mouth, I let his cock glide past everything until it reaches the farthest depth of my throat. As this happens, my mind enters a state of bliss. After all, I am a mindless cocksucker, whose purpose is to suck cock. I am fulfilling my purpose. He pumps his full length in and out of my throat and I have no problem. I love sucking cock. Deepthroating is even better than regular sucking. As he lets go of my hair, I take over the motion of bobbing my head up and down his length. My purpose is fulfilled. When my purpose is fulfilled, I cum. I cum. I only pause for a second when sucking Master, just to take a breath, but I resume immediately because I must. I must fulfill my purpose. 

“Fuck! I am close Ma- Slave. Make your master cum.” Of course sir. My only response is my hand meeting his shaft as I suck and stroke Master’s perfect cock. Suck. Suck. Suck. I cum again because I’m fulfilling my purpose. My mouth tightens around his tip. I have slobbered enough that my saliva reaches his balls. I massage them with my other hand. I suck, I stroke. I am in bliss. Sucking cock is all that matters. Suck. Suck. Master’s breathing quickens. He grabs my hair again. I’d let Master do anything as long as I can suck his cock. His tip leaves my mouth, right as a torrent of cum leaves it. Warm spunk covers my forehead, then my lips and cheeks. I love cum. Cum comes from sucking cock. I love sucking cock. I love Master’s cum. 

“Thank you Master.” He lets go of my hair as he takes a breath. I grab his shaft and take his tip in my mouth again to suck out more cum. But I also do it just because I love sucking cock. I bob up and down. Mindless. Slave. Cocksucker. Everything feels good. 

“Mandy- Jesus - Wake up!” Master says. I- Woah. My brain is filling with images other than cock. What is- happening? I see Mast- no Jamie. We’re sleeping together. He says he loves me. Everything is okay in the world. I look up, Jamie. Jamie’s dick is in my mouth. I like it. Oh! The trigger. I asked him to use it. That was amazing. I keep bobbing up and down on his cock. He did make it extremely pleasurable to do so. He grips the bottom of my face and pulls me off, might’ve been a little too sensitive to keep sucking. 

“Jesus Babe are you awake?”

“Yes… Master.” I shoot him a wink. Cum is dangerously close to dripping in my eye. I keep that eye closed. Standing up, Jamie’s hands find my hips and he brings me close. 

“Babe that was- What do you remember?” I drag my finger below my bottom lip in thought, but I gather droplets of cum instead. I lick the cum off my finger in front of him. He shudders. It’s salty, but not bad. 

“Everything. My thoughts slowed, everything became soooo… easy. Like I just had to listen. I guess I wasn’t completely mindless because I was still thinking. But all my thoughts were about your cock.” 

“You were incredible. Best head ever.” He coos into my ear as spins me around. He walks me to the water and I let it fall over my face. After a moment, his hands come and wipe the rest off me. He is the kind of lover to make a mess on you and make you love it, then sensually clean you up after. I love him. He spins me back around, “Did you like it?”

“Jamie, not only is sucking your dick like a top five thing ever for me, but I came twice.” 

“Fuck that’s awesome. You need to give me a trigger like that.”

“Of course Baby. I love you.” I kiss him as we wrap up our 30 minute long shower.

The rest of the day went by amazingly. He made me lunch. It was an amazing chicken salad. Yes ladies, he can cook too. But he’s mine. Or, he will be. I hope. If he wants that. I went up to my bedroom after lunch to change. I saw the sticky note hidden in my nightstand. ‘This is the end.’ I hope it’s not when I utter those words. Jamie will remember our weekend, but he will remember that he does still have a girlfriend. He’ll also remember asking me to not wake him up. Actually he didn’t he ask me, he demanded it in trance! Needy much? Don’t worry Jamie I am too. But if that’s how badly he wanted to stay with me, then he has to have some sort of underlying love when I wake him up, right? 

We cuddled more on the couch after lunch. I just wanted to catch him up on what he was missing. Physical touch. It’s so important. It’s what brought us together, his want for it. And now I’m learning that he just wanted it with me. I’m resting against his chest now. He’s smelling my hair. I love it.

“Hey Babe,” I flip my around to look at him. He stares at me with such affection. “Soooo, since I hypnotized you with my cock-” He pauses.

“Go on.” I say.

“You can hypnotize me with your titties right?” His face lights up. “I mean, they’re so big and fluffy and they already take up so much of my mind, I think it’d be pretty easy.”

“Yes Jamie. It will work. Especially if you want it this much.” I flip my head around to look back at the TV playing our Netflix show. 

“Can you do it now? Pleeeeaaase?” He whines. I love him, but I’m not going to reward whiners.

“After dinner darling.” I say with a posh accent. 

“Okay Babe. I love you.” His arm slinks further down my shoulders. His hand reaches further and takes a tit into his grasp. He kneads me like bread. Fuck. I’m not going to stop him, especially with my sensitive nipples. If it can satisfy him till tonight, I’m okay with it. I’ll always be okay with him touching me.

“Jamie, you are simply masterful.” I say with my mouth full of porkchop. “How did you know this was my favorite dinner?”

“Babe, we’ve been in a relationship for 6 years, everytime you’ve gone home you’ve asked your Mom to make you porkchops like your dad used to make them. I know… I know they remind you of him.” I grab his hand. How did I get so lucky to have a friend as good as him love me? The way he makes me feel, I don’t know if I can live if he doesn’t actually love me. 

“Yeah, they do.” My dad passed in high school. Jamie was the first friend of mine at the hospital when my dad went in there. He held me as I cried in his arms. I had already loved him for years before that, but that was when I knew he was the only man left in my life that truly mattered. His finger strokes my thumb. With his other hand he pours me more wine. My third glass. “Baby, are you trying to get me liquored up?” I want to change the mood. Our night together should be perfect. Perfect and full of sex. 

“Just enough so that you’ll hypnotize me into doing something wild.” He grins at me. I look at his plate. He’s been done for minutes, waiting for me to finish. Now that I have, I am ready too. I can kind of feel the two glasses of wine I’ve had previous, but because of my size, I’m can handle it. Three glasses though, I might be kind of wild. I throw Jamie a challenging look and grab my glass. I bring it to my lips and hastily drink from the glass. After ten seconds, it’s gone. Jamie smiles at me deviously. “I’ll clean up.” He offers. I really need to help him out more, but I guess I am promising sex after. 

“Upstairs, ten minutes, only in your underwear.” I rush upstairs and get my sex itinerary out. I get into my outfit, one I specially picked for Jamie. It’s his favorite color, red, and looks h-a-w-t on my curvature. This is going to drive him crazy. I set up in my spot, looking at a nearby clock. 10 minutes is up. I hear the footsteps of a desperate and horny man, who I love, as he draws raggedy breaths at just thinking what we’re going to do. Just you wait Jamie. 

“Mandy? M-Mommy?” He calls out as he enters my room. It’s a one bedroom house, which means they made the master bedroom somewhat nice. It’s at least pretty spacious. “Mandy you’re in here right?” Nope. Sorry. I’m actually in the upstairs bathroom, which does connect to my bedroom, but I’ll be entering through my front door. He’ll never expect it. “Mandy?” I hit the lights. He lets out a gasp. I know generally where he is in the room and run over to him. I wrap him up in my arms. I don’t tackle him, I’m not that rough, but I grab his head and pull his mouth to mine. He’s still caught off guard, but eventually melts into the kiss. We’re in pitch black, which is why I pulled the blinds on my window, and fumbling around while kissing. I steer him towards the bed because I actually know the layout of my room, not him. His butt bumps into it, but I push him on with my lips. He falls, and I fall with him. Straddling him, I pin his head to the bed. His hands grab my ass, my tits pressed against his chest. We make out for a few, but I’m just trying to get him horned up. I am succeeding for the both of us. I break our kiss, he groans. I crawl off of him, but surprise Jamie when I yank his underwear off. I saunter over to my nightstand and fumble around for my LED remote. I find it. Hitting the on button, a deep red lights up the room. Jamie’s face is needy, his dick rock hard. 

“Are you ready Baby?” I say with my seductive voice. I give my tits a grope, my fingers meeting the red lace bra I wore, and Jamie’s gaze falls right on them. 

“Yes Mommy.” He utters without hesitation. 

“Stroke for Mommy.” I command him. His hand gingerly works it’s way to his dick. He takes it in his hand, slowly pumping the skin of his shaft up and down. “Now, you want to be hypnotized by these?” I cup my tits and shake them around a little. He instantly nods his head, his eyes relaxing. I flip around, showing him my back. My back that has my bra clasp. I reach behind and undo it, slowly, gracefully, seductively. Once the clasp is undone, I hold my bra to my chest for a moment, allowing the strap to fall. Then I let the whole thing fall to the ground. I heard his breath catch as it does. He is anticipating a heavenly sight. “And can you feel yourself getting relaxed for me Jamie?” 

“Not really Mommy.” He says. An less confident hypnotist would be thrown, but that I am not. 

“Oh I know, you’re not relaxed because you’re horny. Really horny. Isn’t that right Jamie?” He nods vigorously.

“Yes Mommy. Really horny. Please.” I flip around, still hiding my nipples with my hands. 

“Don’t worry Baby. You can still be hypnotized when you’re horny. Did you know this?” 

“No Mommy.” I release my breasts. They fall with a clap against my torso. Jamie moans. His hand is increasing in pace. 

“Look at them Jamie.” He already is, I’m just trying to set up the whole sequence. My finger dives beneath my panties so I can rub my clit at the sight of his hungry face. “Look at my titties and feel so horny.” I take a step closer to him. “Feel so… needy.” Another step, our knees touch. I grip my tits and place them on his dick. Moving his hand off his dick, which he groans at the lack of stimulation, I wrap my tits around his dick. They’re not lubed up, so it’s skin on skin, but combine my softness with a not tight grip and the feeling still is enough to make him moan. “You’re so desperate for these tits Jamie.”

“So desperate.” He whispers. His eyes are half closed. 

“Feel my tits envelope your dick. Feel their warmth.” I give him a long stroke with my mammories. Then another. Then another. His eyes are rolling into the back of his head. I release his dick, he hisses. “You feeling so very horny Jamie?” I pose to him.

“Mmm-hmm Mommy.” 

“Good boy.” I climb on top of him. My legs straddle him as I trap his cock against his stomach with my pussy. It drips on him, because this is the hottest thing ever. I hold my tits up with my arm underneath them, making my nipples have a staring contest with my boyfriend. My other hand teases his cock against my wet vagina. “Jamie, I’m going to bring you extra deep. When you’re horny, you’ll feel even better when in trance. And since you feel better, you’ll go deeper for me.”

“Soooo deep.” He blankly says.

“Just keep looking at my tits. Feel their power over you. You can’t resist my tits.”

“Can’t resist… tits.”

“You love my tits, and you love me. Feel the love you have for me crash through you with every bounce of my tits.”

“B-Bounce.” I put his tip in me and start to slowly rock into it. He moans.

“Jamie, when you cum, you’ll go into that deep trance. You can’t resist my tits.” 

“Yes Mommy. Can’t resist your tits.” I bounce, holding my tits from the sides now so they move in a circular motion. An awfully hypnotic motion, as Jamie is struggling to stay awake. The only thing might be the raw pleasure he’s getting from me fucking him. 

“Fall for my tits Jamie. Fall and I’ll catch you.” I moan, my own bounces becoming too pleasurable. 

“Oh fuck I love you.” He chokes out before he cries out. His eyes stay on my tits until he falls back. I feel his explosion in me as I ride him out. With a pinch of my nipples, I cum too. I catch my breath, slide off, and lay next to him. 

“Jamie, can you hear me?”

“H-yes Mommy.” He’s panting but he is deep. He opens his eyes slowly, but can’t open them all the way, like their is a permanent anchor on them. 

“And how do you feel Jamie?”

“So good Mommy. You made me cum so much. And I’m so deeeeep.” He’s slurring his words. He might be deeper than I thought. His long brown hair is messed up across his face. I brush it away. 

“Jamie, I’m asking your deep subconscious this okay, do you love me?”

“Of course Mommy. I love you so much.” His eyes look at me, but it’s like they’re staring at something beyond me. 

“And you want to be with me? Not Grace?”

“Of course Mommy. I’ve never loved someone like I love you.” I crane my neck out and give him a kiss. 

“I love you Jamie.”

“You’re going to wake me up aren’t you Mommy?”

“Yeah. I am Baby.”

“I’m not going to be happy when you wake me up, you know that right?” I caress his face. He sleepily smiles.

“Yeah, but I need you to choose me. I can’t just eliminate the other choices.” Jamie rolls over completely and hugs me. 

“I’m always going to choose you. Now that I know you love me, we will always be together.” His voice says it with such clarity. We stay there like that for a moment or two. 

“You want that slave trigger don’t you?” I say. 

“Yes Mommy very much.” He stammers. I chuckle. 

“Jamie, when I wake you, everytime I say ‘Jamie Jaw Time’” Sue me theres no good alliteration, “You will enter into a mindless pussy eater trance. You will be a mindless pussy eater who can only eat pussy and obey. I will be your Mistress and you will eat my pussy. Eating pussy will be the best feeling in the world. You’ll live to eat pussy. Nothing else will matter. Do you want that Jamie?”

“Yes Mommy. Very much.” 

“One more thing Jamie, when I say ‘Tortuga’ you will feel very aroused and get a boner. No matter what, you will get hard. Do you understand?”

“Yes Mommy.” I kiss him. 

“Wake up!” I clap just to make sure he is fully out. He closes his eyes then re opens them. He kisses me, grabbing my face.

“That was the best orgasm of my life! I love you so much Mandy.” He says in between the make out session. “So did you take me deep?” 

“Yeah Baby. My tits got you very deep.” 

“Well that’s because they’re so captivating.” 

“Are you ready for round two?”

“I am going to sleep like a baby tonight. And yes absolutely.” He quickly crawls on top of me and resumes the make out. He teases his tip into me, but I feel what I suspected to happen. He really only has a halfie. We have done it three times today, it’s to be expected. But thankfully I am a genius. 

“‘Tortuga.’” Jamie moans, then realizes why.

“Mm- MMM!” He vibrates our mouths as he moans. “Holy shit, did you do that?”

“Yeah Baby.” I moan. He thrusts into me with a newfound vigor. Our skin claps together as we unfold into one another. He breaks a few minutes of moans with a request,

“Can you stop taing birth control?” Surprise lights my face. Huh? 

“Baby?” I questionably moan. Mind you, the man is still pounding me. 

“I just- whoo- we’ve been together for so long, and known each other longer than that. Even if- holy fuck- we’re not married, I want- I want to have a kid with you.” He moves to slow languid strokes. Then he takes my jiggling tit into his mouth as he waits for me to reply. I’m shocked, and about to cum. The answer that comes out of me was,

“YESSSS!” I scream as I cum. Holy fuck. So good. Jamie and me. Holding a baby. His hazel eyes peering up at me in a tiny body. Fuck that made me cum so hard.

“You will?” 

“Yes, I mean, soon.” I pinch my eyes, but all I can focus on is his hard cock tickling my now relevant womb. “Once everything is settled.” Jamie doesn’t take notice as to what I’m alluding to. He kicks into a whole new gear and starts absolutely jack hammering my pussy. I don’t mind the roughness, because I love Jamie. He kisses me as he finishes. Filling me up. Maybe soon that will actually mean something, there’ll be a consequence. A beautiful consequence that we can raise together. But this weekend has to end before that happens. We’re laying in the bed proper now, underwear back on. He spoons me, nuzzling his chin against my back. 

“I can’t wait to make you an actual Mommy, Mommy.” He says into my skin. Then he yawns. I want that so bad. He may never know how bad. 

The morning is solemn. I set my alarm early and loud to wake us both up. We need to have a tough conversation, and he needs to go back to his house, that he shares with his actual girlfriend to get some clothes for work. I have to go to work too, but I might feel too depressed to go. All of my relationships endings have made me feel bad, but this one isn’t even real and it might be the worst. I’ve just never felt this way about any of my exes, but Jamie is so different than all of them. He sees me, cares about me, has shown up in so many ways for me. He puts effort in, and loves me exactly how I am. At least, I think he loves me. We’re sitting at the coffee table now, 2 hours before we both have to go to work. 

YAWN “Ugh babe. I’m too tired to drink coffee and be up this early. Let’s just go back to bed.” 

“Jamie, this is how it has to be.” I look down. I don’t want to see the disappointment on his face. The anger. 

“What are you talking about Babe?” He knows. I know he knows. He knows I know he knows. I feel horrible.

“It’s time.” He gets up from the table angrily. I’m not scared. Jamie isn’t an angry person. He’s angry over our love. I want him to be that way. To not want to give me up. To fight for us. This just isn’t the right time for that. He stomps over to me and goes down to his knees. His palms touch my bare knees. 

“No! You can’t. I made it so you can’t.” He begs, defeated. Damnit how he makes this hurt. 

“I have to. You can’t make me forget the important stuff.” I hold his hands on my skin. Tears fall from his eyes. 

“We’re good right now. Perfect even. I love you, you love me. Whatever we were before, isn’t better than this. You know that.” He’s bargaining. 

“Jamie I do know. But I need you to choose me.”\

“I’ll always choose you. I’m choosing you now! Please choose me.” I will always Jamie. You have no idea.

“Don’t make this harder than it has to be. Come here.” I stand and take his hand to join me. He does. His arms wrap around my back and he buries his nose in my hair. He sniffles.

“We’re soulmates Mandy. Let the rest of our lives start right now. All you have to do is not wake me up.” 

“I wish I could. It’d be so easy. But love isn’t easy.” I choke up. He strokes my hair.

“Our love is.” 

“‘This is the end,’” I painfully utter. I pull back, then lean in and kiss him. He sucks me into it, keeping me there. Our lips smack, his demeanor softens. I taste all of him, he tastes all of me. Our lips separate and we lean our foreheads against each other. “You’re awake right?”

“Yeah Mandy. And this is me, just me. Kissing you.” He takes my breath again. I moan into him. Then he fully separates himself from me. 

“You’re mad.”

“Yeah, but I know why you did it. I’d feel the same.” He turns and walks towards my entry way where his bag of stuff is. He puts on his shoes and stands by the door, ready to leave. “This isn’t over. One day isn’t enough.” I saunter over to him, dejected. 

“When will I see you next?” I whisper. 

“Soon.” He drops his bag and takes a step towards me. His hand dives through my hair and he steals my breath for the second time this morning. I do the foot pop, which is tropey I know, but this man makes me feel some type of way. “I love you.” He turns and leaves. For the first time, I know he means it. And I curse letting Jamie hypnotize me yesterday. Because I fucking hate that I woke him up.