almost immediately. I want to feel his hands on me, squeezing my needy flesh. I want to feel his mouth on me, claiming me as we ride our own shooting star into the heavens.
I’m wanton. I’m shameless. But I don’t care. All I care about is rocking his body until he shouts out his own release.
I stand directly in front of him, running my hand down his chest, attempting to unbutton his shirt as my fingers trail along the seam of the fabric. The first button undone gives me hope this is going to happen. The second button has me smiling, anticipating feeling his naked flesh beneath my fingertips. But the third button undone sends me reeling over the edge with all the naughty thoughts dancing around in my sex-hazed brain.
But then he stops me, grabs my wrist and pushes me away from him.
My smile falls.
His smile increases.
“What are you doing? Why did you stop me?” I can’t hide the disappointment on my face.
Now it’s his turn to step toward me. “If I wanted to fuck you, you would have been on your back already.” His body is so close to mine, his scent making my need reach an even higher level. This is pure torture. “I’m calling all the shots here, so you would be wise to not forget that.”
I’m so confused, but I’m also pissed off. “So, you’re not going to do anything?”
“Nope,” he casually says, taking a step back. “I don’t make it a habit of sleeping with women I can’t stand, nor trust.”
I can’t stop myself. “I’m sure you don’t have any such boundaries, Drayden. I’m sure you fuck just about anyone. Actually, I know you do. As long as they have a pussy and a pair of tits, you’re game. I’m not asking for you to like me, because it’s obvious you don’t. Shit, I don’t like you, either. But we both have needs, so why not do it?” He looks shocked that I’m actually verbalizing my needs. “Besides, this child of yours is wreaking havoc on my hormones, and I’m so horny right now, I can’t see straight.”
I don’t know if it’s my crassness or the mention of his baby which makes him shake his head and take another step away from me. Clearly, I fucked up. I thought he would have appreciated my pure need for sex and nothing more. I’m not asking him to fawn all over me and treat me nicely. I’m not even asking him to engage me in meaningless conversation. I just want him to bury himself inside me. That’s it.
“I’m late,” he simply says before making a move to exit the bedroom.
“Wait!” I cry out, beyond frustrated. “Where are you going?” I’m desperate, and I’m not afraid to let him witness it.
“I’m going to have sex with a woman who hasn’t deceived me. One who is probably just as ready to go as you are right now. The only difference being, I’ll be burying myself inside her sweet body until we’re both so tired neither one of us can move.” And with that declaration, he makes his exit, locking my bedroom door from the outside as usual.
I’m left standing there, naked and baffled, thinking of ways to pay him back for this.
{ Chapter 13 }
It’s just after two in the morning when my bladder feels like it’s going to explode. I’m not even showing yet and already I’m having issues. Making my way to the bathroom, I turn on the light but leave the door ajar. Once I’m finished, I wash my hands and make my way out back toward the bed.
And that’s when I see him, leaning against the back of the bedroom door.
I didn’t even hear him come in. I must really be tired. But without missing a beat and acting as if I couldn’t care less whether or not he’s here with me now, I cross the room without even making eye contact with him. I’m almost to the bed, ready to dive in and hide under the covers, when his hand connects with my waist. Because I wasn’t paying attention to him, I didn’t even see him move toward me. He pulls me closer to him and his touch ignites my skin. I realize I’m still
I’m wanton. I’m shameless. But I don’t care. All I care about is rocking his body until he shouts out his own release.
I stand directly in front of him, running my hand down his chest, attempting to unbutton his shirt as my fingers trail along the seam of the fabric. The first button undone gives me hope this is going to happen. The second button has me smiling, anticipating feeling his naked flesh beneath my fingertips. But the third button undone sends me reeling over the edge with all the naughty thoughts dancing around in my sex-hazed brain.
But then he stops me, grabs my wrist and pushes me away from him.
My smile falls.
His smile increases.
“What are you doing? Why did you stop me?” I can’t hide the disappointment on my face.
Now it’s his turn to step toward me. “If I wanted to fuck you, you would have been on your back already.” His body is so close to mine, his scent making my need reach an even higher level. This is pure torture. “I’m calling all the shots here, so you would be wise to not forget that.”
I’m so confused, but I’m also pissed off. “So, you’re not going to do anything?”
“Nope,” he casually says, taking a step back. “I don’t make it a habit of sleeping with women I can’t stand, nor trust.”
I can’t stop myself. “I’m sure you don’t have any such boundaries, Drayden. I’m sure you fuck just about anyone. Actually, I know you do. As long as they have a pussy and a pair of tits, you’re game. I’m not asking for you to like me, because it’s obvious you don’t. Shit, I don’t like you, either. But we both have needs, so why not do it?” He looks shocked that I’m actually verbalizing my needs. “Besides, this child of yours is wreaking havoc on my hormones, and I’m so horny right now, I can’t see straight.”
I don’t know if it’s my crassness or the mention of his baby which makes him shake his head and take another step away from me. Clearly, I fucked up. I thought he would have appreciated my pure need for sex and nothing more. I’m not asking him to fawn all over me and treat me nicely. I’m not even asking him to engage me in meaningless conversation. I just want him to bury himself inside me. That’s it.
“I’m late,” he simply says before making a move to exit the bedroom.
“Wait!” I cry out, beyond frustrated. “Where are you going?” I’m desperate, and I’m not afraid to let him witness it.
“I’m going to have sex with a woman who hasn’t deceived me. One who is probably just as ready to go as you are right now. The only difference being, I’ll be burying myself inside her sweet body until we’re both so tired neither one of us can move.” And with that declaration, he makes his exit, locking my bedroom door from the outside as usual.
I’m left standing there, naked and baffled, thinking of ways to pay him back for this.
{ Chapter 13 }
It’s just after two in the morning when my bladder feels like it’s going to explode. I’m not even showing yet and already I’m having issues. Making my way to the bathroom, I turn on the light but leave the door ajar. Once I’m finished, I wash my hands and make my way out back toward the bed.
And that’s when I see him, leaning against the back of the bedroom door.
I didn’t even hear him come in. I must really be tired. But without missing a beat and acting as if I couldn’t care less whether or not he’s here with me now, I cross the room without even making eye contact with him. I’m almost to the bed, ready to dive in and hide under the covers, when his hand connects with my waist. Because I wasn’t paying attention to him, I didn’t even see him move toward me. He pulls me closer to him and his touch ignites my skin. I realize I’m still
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