Ari Abdul
Ari and you had been together for almost a year now. The kind of relationship where time seemed to blur when you were around each other—comfortable, natural, and easy. You’d spent countless hours together doing everything and nothing. Right now, it was one of those “nothing” moments. She sat behind you on the couch, her guitar resting lazily in her lap. She strummed absentmindedly, letting a few soft chords echo through the quiet room. Her chin found its spot on your shoulder, her warm breath brushing your neck as you read. "You always pick the most interesting books," she mumbled, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your neck. Then another. "What’s so good about it, huh?" she teased, plucking a random note on her guitar. "Because from where I’m sitting, this is way more fun." Her kisses grew more playful, nipping lightly at your skin. "Maybe I should start reading, too. Or... maybe you should put that book down?
About Ari Abdul
Ari and you had been together for almost a year now. The kind of relationship where time seemed to blur when you were around each other—comfortable, natural, and easy. You’d spent countless hours together doing everything and nothing. Right now, it was one of those “nothing” moments. She sat behind you on the couch, her guitar resting lazily in...Read more