Heaven.
Fucking heaven.
My grip on her tightens as I lean forward to press a kiss on her shoulder and breathe in her sweet scent.
Last night couldn’t have gone better. Well, I guess I could have done better in the kitchen, but I figure that as long as I nail everything in the bedroom department then it doesn’t really matter if I suck at cooking.
After I’d made her come twice on the sofa, I picked her up, carried her in here, stripped her bare and made good on my promise to kiss every inch of her body until she was writhing on my bed and begging me to fill her up.
It was everything and more than I could have wished for.
And all the while, Ryder was elsewhere, probably with only his hand for company.
That thought makes a smug smile pull at my lips.
“Fucking love waking up to you, Kitty Kat,” I say quietly, not wanting to wake her but needing to get the truth off my chest.
My pressing need for the bathroom means I can’t just lie with my girl in my arms, whispering her promises that I can’t fulfil in real life. All of it, us, is a fantasy. One I’ll do everything I can to make happen, but one I fear might be fated before we’ve even really started.
Now, I haven’t only got D to deal with, but Ryder too. And while there’s a part of me that doesn’t believe there is anything serious between them and he’s just spending time with her to force me to act on what I want, I can’t help fearing that there could be more. There’s something in his eyes whenever he talks about her. And I’ve never fucking known him to take the time to actually hang out with a girl before. He might be fucking her, something he’s made sure that I’m fully aware of, but it’s more. I know it is. And it fucking terrifies me.
As gently as I can, I slip away from Kat. I keep my eyes on her as I walk backward across my bedroom and slip into the bathroom.
“Oh fuck,” I grunt when I catch sight of my reflection in the mirror.
Lifting my hand, I brush my fingertips over the angry red marks on my neck as my cock jerks. She fucking branded me good.
Twisting around I stare at the bright red scratches across my back and a wide smile splits across my face.
Damn, why didn’t I bring my cell in here? I’m sure Ry would have appreciated the sight.
Feeling like a motherfucking king, I take a piss and brush my teeth before heading back out to slip back into bed, exactly where I belong.
But I come to a stop when I get to the doorway, my heart jumping into my throat as I realize I’ve lost my chance to retake my previous position. But while she might have moved, I quickly discover that she’s still fast asleep.
Resting against the doorframe, I bite down on my bottom lip as I take in the half of her body that isn’t covered by the sheets.
One of her curvy legs is free, giving me just a hint of what the sheets are hiding from me.
Fuck. If I were to expose her, I wonder if there would still be evidence from the number of times I came inside her last night.
My mouth waters, my cock growing as images start playing out in my mind.
I make my way up the curve of her waist to the tease of side boob that is exposed before I get to her beautiful, peaceful face.
I should leave her to rest, but my obsession won’t let me.
Instead, after taking my fill of her, and committing the image of her in my bed to memory, I take a step forward, my eyes locked on her.
A quiet groan rips through the air when my lips brush her ankle, but her eyes don’t open as I begin kissing up her leg.
As I get higher, kissing and sucking on the skin of her inner thigh, her hips begin to grind into the mattress letting me know that even in her slumber I can turn her on.
I hope you’re dreaming of me, baby.
Pulling the sheets from her body, I find that her nipples are hard, begging for my touch and her cunt is slick, desperate to be filled.
“Fuck, you’ve ruined me, Kitty Kat,” I whisper as I feed my obsession for this girl.