Silver grabs my hand and tries to lead me toward her room.I don’t snuggle. I pull back and she frowns. I kiss her once more.
“I gotta go, Princess.”
I knock on Wellson’s door on the way to my own. He pops his head out and I point to a shocked Silver. He nods, then grabs her hand and pulls her to the bedroom. She looks back at me, hurt shining in her eyes.
“I’m not the cuddling type, Princess. Wellson is much better for that,” I say softly, with a small smile.
She nods. “Bye, Donnie,” she whispers, then shuts her door. I stare at it for a minute, wondering if cuddling would be so bad.
Finally, I shake my head and walk to my room.The fuck are you doing to us, Princess?
SILVER
“Wells, what are you doing?” I ask him as he rolls me over onto my stomach. He doesn’t reply, just grabs something from the nightstand drawer and scooches down the bed. Something wet hits my lower back and I freeze.Shit, that’s cold. He takes his hands and moves the liquid around, rubbing it in and kneading my muscles.
“That feelsamazing.”
He chuckles. I sigh and let him massage out all the soreness from my session with Donnie. I've always been the one in charge during sex, but what just went down with him was out of this world. Riley was always lazy in bed. He was my first and I learned what I liked by experimenting with him. Don't get me wrong, dominating Wells is a blast and I know he likes it too. Sometimes using your body to take out frustration is the best form of therapy.
But fuck, when I was with Donnie, I didn't think about anything—I just let myself go. Letting someone else be in control was a new experience, but I felt almost peace and quiet for a bit. I think I might like experimenting with him in this way. Though if he thinks he's going to chain and whip me, he has another think coming.
Wells jumps off the bed, bringing me back to reality. I must have dozed off. I wipe the drool from the corner of my mouth and slowly sit up.
“What time is it?” I ask, then take the shirt he’s offering me.
“Just around lunchtime. Since you have today off, want to go somewhere with me later?” he asks sheepishly.He really is too cute.
I move to stand but he pushes me back on the bed. “Not yet, Snow. Right now, it’s naptime.” He hovers over top of me and gazes into my eyes. His own are shining with something I’m not familiar with. Leaning down, he kisses my neck softly and sweetly, then along my jaw, adding a little bit more pressure with each pass, until finally he reaches my lips. I try to deepen the kiss, but he pulls back, giving me his signature grin.
He pulls the covers back and helps me crawl back into bed. “Lay with me?” I ask him. He bites his lip, looks at my door, then nods in submission.Why is he acting so strange?
He climbs in next to me. I shift to lay my head on his chest like I always do, but he turns me away, spooning me from behind. He wraps his arms around me and kisses the back of my neck pulling me as close as he can.
“Sleep, Snow,” he whispers.
And I do.