✓ [18+] BACK TO YOU

I Was In AWE

BACK TO YOU
Written by MischiefMaidenx
COPYRIGHT © 2020 by MischiefMaidenx
All rights reserved.

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SECOND LETTER:
Lexie Cooper to Ford Daniels

Ford, Sweetheart,

      Right now as I write this, we are currently FaceTiming and I'm trying like hell not to drool over you. You know exactly what you're doing to me with the whole lack of clothing and the only thing covering that dick of yours is a thin sheet. Granted, I'm all butt naked as well but that's beside the point.

      Also, have I told you how beautiful you are?

      I know that's like suppose to be weird, calling a guy beautiful, but I can't help it. You take my breath away every time I see you. No amount of time in between falters that initial reaction. Whether it's been months, days, hours, even minutes—I'm pudding.

      Pudding...hmm...I wonder. New food to try on each other the next time we are within reach? Honestly, I'd lick anything off your body at this point and I'm 110% sure that it's the same for you.

      Yup, it is—I just asked you and you told me you're stocking up on chocolate pudding A.S.A.P. Mmm, you know me so well my sexy man.

      I can't wait to see you again babe. Whether it's here, across the pond, or there, in the Big Apple. I'm going to wrap myself around you and never, ever, ever, let go.

       Well, I got to go because you just "accidentally" slipped your bedsheet down and your girl is in the mood to watch you umm, please yourself—and me (evil grin).

   Love you to the moon and back,
           Lexie, your horny as hell now, girlfriend XXX (wink)

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F O R D • P O V

"You've got everything you need baby?" Mom asks as Dad and I bring in the last box of my things for my dorm room. I sit the box I have in my hand down on my basic university dorm room desk and nod my head.

"Yes, Momma. Besides," I pause, giving her an amused grin. "It's a little late to be asking that when we are 1800 miles away from home."

Mom looks at me with a blank expression, her blue eyes darkening. Dad begins laughing at her but quickly shuts up when she turns her head to glare at him.

"Well, it's not like they don't have a store around here that we could pick up what you need. Geez," she rolls her eyes and begins absentmindedly cutting the tape of the box in front of her with Dad's pocket knife he always has on him.

"Aww, Momma," I frown.

I begin to feel terrible for jumping to my smartass attitude with her when I know this is really tough on her. I'm her last baby and I've officially vacated the nest, so-to-speak.

Plus, I'm only a couple of months shy of seventeen so, there's that too.

I know she'd rather I stay home where she can keep a close watch on me but she also wants me to spread my wings and be my own man. And I can't do that while under Mom and Dad's bubble of protection.