|| Our Second Love || PRIVATE

Adele let out a whimper in the back of her throat and kept one hand in his hair as the other one trailed down south to his jacket. She pushed it off quickly, then trailed both of her hands down to the hem of his shirt, messing with it to let him know she wanted it off and needed skin to skin contact. She let him have his fun for a moment before she decided to spice things up and take dominance. She pushed him out for a moment before she gently slipped her tongue into his mouth.

Adele helped him pull off her shirt, almost feeling a little self conscious though she made sure that it didn't show on her face. No words needed to be spoken, just an act of love itself, and right now all that was on her mind was Kristopher Lakers, the one man to completely steal her heart. She flipped her hair over to one side, then just watched him, wanting to judge his reaction. She had definitely gotten more curvier, and confident, since the last time he saw her, and she couldn't wait to see what he thought.

A small sigh of relief passed through Adele's mouth, and then she realized they were still awkwardly in the living room, with her cat watching them. She bit her bottom lip to stop from laughing, then gently pulled away from Kristopher and headed back towards her bedroom. Guilty as charged, she did sway her hips a little more from side to side, just to tease him a bit more. Before she went completely into the bedroom she paused at the doorway, turning around to look at him with a seductive smirk as she popped the button of her jeans, and then she disappeared into the small bedroom.

i'm just going to time skip to the morning.

As much as she wanted to wake up to a peaceful morning with Kristopher, with her life there was no way that was going to happen. At first when she heard th knocking she thought nothing of it, still in her sleepy daze as she moved closer into Kris's protective embrace. But then the knocking continued, and she woke up quietly, looking at the time while her eyes focused before she really realized what time it actually was and she woke up with a gasp. She pushed away from Kris and got off the bed, picking up her bra and clipping it while she managed to open up her underwear drawer with her toes. She slid on her panties then grabbed a pair of skinny jeans, struggling to put them on. "F*ck!" She hissed out, then finally got her pants on before she ran out of the room, running into the living room. She grabbed Kristopher's shirt and jacket along with her own, then threw his jacket and her shirt back into her bedroom before she slammed the door shut and pulled his plain white shirt over her head. She hurriedly threw her hair into a messy bun and stuck a pen through it before she took a deep breath and opened the front door, looking into the eyes of her best friend, Jenna. "Why do you have hickeys on your neck?" Was the first thing Jenna asked.

"Why are you here so early?" Adele asked while leaning on the door, not letting Jenna in at all. "Why are you wearing a guy's shirt? Who do you have in there? Who'd you f*ck, Adele?" Jenna demanded, wanting to know who had finally gotten in Adele's pants. "It's not a guy from school." Adele admitted, already starting to close the door. Guys at their college had been tried long and hard to get in her pants. "It's that Kristoff guy, isn't it? No! Um, Kristopher!" That's when Afele shut the door, a loud sigh coming out of her as she teased on the closed wooden door.

Adele gasped as she felt Kristopher wrap his arms around her. Her cheeks were a soft pink, and it was clear she isn't expect him to be awake yet. "Stuff." She managed to murmur softly, biting her bottom lip afterwards as she felt that he was still naked. "What are you doing up?" She asked quietly, wanting to change the subject. She reached up her hand and ruffled up his sex hair, unable to help herself. "How about you go back to bed and I'll get us some breakfast?"

"I have one of your old shirts in my underwear drawer." Adele murmured from the kitchen, already working on breakfast. "Or I can just give you this one and go get my own shirt." She was leaning up against the counter as she waited for the skillet to warm up. She definitely didn't want Kris shirtless around Jenna, even though she knew Jenna would never try anything she didn't really want to chance anything. She always compared herself to Jenna, and she would admit to that if asked. She bit her bottom lip gently before she turned around and looked at Kris, checking him out before she looked back at his eyes and smiled.

Adele looked at him curiously for a minute, wondering what he was talking about until she realized that she had slammed the door in Jenna's face. "Oh my god she's going to kill me." She murmured as she wiggled from Kris's grip after merely touching his lips with hers. She walked towards the door and opened it, smiling sheepishly when she gazed at Jenna, who looked a little less amused and more angry. "Is he halfway dressed at least?" Jenna asked while walking in, her eyes instantly going over to Kris. Jenna was tall, blonde, blue eyed, and a cheerleader at Ohio State. So basically, the opposite of Adele.

Jenna had shaken Kristopher's hand before he moved over to Adele, clearly surprised in what he was actually like. Of course she had heard about Adele's high school sweetheart, but never did she imagine that he'd actually be like this, attractive and such a gentleman to her. "You're the one that dumped her over you being jealous?" Jenna asked bluntly, not sure if she liked him or not.
"Jenna." Adele hissed out, not wanting to bring this up again. She brushed off Kris's question and focused on her friend, a frown on her plump lips.

"Nice to meet you too..." Jenna said confidently, meeting his gaze with her own sharp one. Where Jenna was more bull-headed, Adele just went with the flow of whatever was happening. Adele rested her head on Kris's shoulder, relaxing into his arm as she watched Jenna, wanting the awkward introduction to be over quickly. "So, are you in school, Kristopher?" Jenna asked, not even glancing at Adele. It was almost as though Jenna was acting like Adele's father in this moment.