Deepest Knife Cuts Deep

...Tyler POV...

Things between Jenna and me have never been better than before. I can, with all honesty, say that I cannot wait to get to the woman with my dreams.

I am watching her as the sun is laying warm on her soft skin. She looks like an absolute goddess lying here next to me.

I slowly lean in and let my warm breath linger over the tip of her ear. "I love you."

"Morning you."

I smile at her, that feeling that feels the whimpers of pleasure I feel when I say it, I never want to let it go again

So I lean in once again; this time, she moves that fraction away. I take my thumb to her bottom lip and gently run it from one corner to the other. They are soft and smooth; her soft rosy lips make it slide with ease. She stops and nearly forgets to breathe as I move my thumb over and between the seams of her slightly parted lips.

The heat between our bodies is unmistakable. Her breathing is short and shallow. She whispers, but her tremblin