I Think Your Love Would Be Too Much / Post Malone

Chapter 91

Lena POV

After our intimate morning together and finally getting the chance to enjoy our cold yet delicious breakfast in bed, we found ourselves yet again naked under the soft patters of the shower. The wet drops trickled off of our bodies in tandem as my fingers twisted in the kinks of Austin's dampened curls. His pink lips were clamoring against mine, his kiss calm yet stormed at the same time as he roamed my bare skin with his fingertips. His touch wasn't laced with its usual hunger or neediness, but with patience. Almost as if he were reacquainting himelf with my curves, reminiscing as he dipped his tongue lovingly into my mouth. It was almost as if he had bookmarked every inch of my skin, stopping to caress each one of my goosebumps along the way as he reread nook and crevasse of my body.

I blinked my eyes open, allowing the deepness of his gaze to pour into my own as he admired me with a beautiful glimmer lurking in the deep blues of his irises. I wanted the way he was looking at me to last for the rest of lives if it could. I wanted that look to linger inside of me and follow me wherever I went. I wanted to live in this piece of heaven for as long as I possibly could.

"God, I love you Lena."

His voice was a precious whisper against my lips and I was almost thankful for the drops of the water concealing my tears that were sliding softly down my cheeks. But Austin was anything but a fool and I couldn't seem to keep anything from him even if I tried.

"No more tears today angel." He cupped my face with his hand, his eyes raking mine with a begging plead. "Promise me no more tears."

I weakly chuckled under my breath and gave him a small nod of agreement. "I'm just really happy Austin, happier than I've been in a really long time. I love you so much more babe."

"Well that's just impossible groupie because I'm obviously the one that loves you more." He playfully rolled his eyes upward, his arm reaching behind me to halt the blissful waterfall that poured above us.

He placed a kiss against the top of my forehead before he pushed open the clear door of the shower and reached for a fluffy white towel to kindly dry me off.

He quickly slipped out of the entrance of the stand up shower, clutching the white fabric with one arm and outstretched the other, patiently waiting for me to place my hand in his.

There was that word again. Patience.

In this restless, uneasy, fretful world, he remained the most forbearing, patient man I had ever met in my entire life. The tranquil look that was always painted beautifully on his face held the power to calm even the roughest of storms.

I gave him a gracious smile before placing my palm against his, allowing him to help me from stepping carefully out of the slippery shower.

The softness of the towel draped around my shoulders, concealing my goosebumps from reappearing as Austin slowly dried the drops of water from my body.

Once I was snuggly wrapped in the fluffed fabric, he reached for his own towel, and began drying himself off as I glazed my dilated eyes over his body with nothing but wonder filled inside of them. The contrast of his darkened tattoos were inked beautifully across his skin and I couldn't help but appreciate the spine tingling sight in front of me.

"Princess you're staring at me like I haven't already fucked you 27 times for the start of the morning." He released his boyish smile as I couldn't help but roll my eyes, unsurprised at his sly comment.

"I'm not staring, I'm admiring." I insisted, throwing a smirk towards him as I gripped the tuck of my towel. "You don't even realize how attractive you are."