Recapping a night of sex.
I ended up standing there in nothing but my bra and panties, listening to him.
… you are pretty cool…
… still here in my bed…
He had my attention.
I had to see this for myself.
Which seemed risky and dumb to do.
Like I wasn’t sure if I was going to find him talking to nobody or if he had secretly stayed up all night and made some kind of doll that looked like me.
Was I going to end up chained in a basement?
I walked to the bedroom door.
Maverick was still naked.
My eyes gazed upon his muscular back and his ass.
What a fucking ass he had.
The most perfect, firm ass I ever saw.
I wasn’t abutt girl.
But for Maverick…
He had a stellar tushy.
Even if he was a bit crazy as he stood there, talking to his empty bed.
Before I could make any kind of noise to let him know he wasn’t alone, he turned.
When he did…
Wow.
I scared the hell out of him.
Maverick jumped ten feet into the air.
He swung his hands like he had been tossed into a pool and didn’t know how to swim.
His dick jumped so high I thought he was going to smack himself in the face with it.
When his feet hit the floor, he grabbed for his dick with both hands.
His eyes opened wide.
“Morning,” I said.
“Grace,” he said. “What the…”
“I was just getting dressed,” I said. I pointed to myself. “Getting ready to leave. Who were you talking to?”