Touch Me
“The first thing he noticed was Rose’s bikini bottoms, discarded in a slanted square of morning light coming through the glass-paneled door. The sight tugged at his dick, making that little brain suggest a fast trip to the guest bedroom where they could wake her for an a.m. round.
Last night, he hadn’t let her sleep with him, of course. Christ, he didn’t kiss on the mouth, so he certainly wouldn’t let someone crash between his sheets. But when he’d helped her up from the kitchen table, she’d look so thoroughly sex-wrecked, that he’d guided her into the guest room and tucked her into the bed.
She hadn’t made a sound, just stared at him through sleepy, half-mast lids, her lips curved.
Who the hell knew what she’d been thinking then?
With her mission accomplished—orgasm by man—would she want another go?
And was that a smart idea on his end? Payne wasn’t like Bing, who before Alexa had a weird, effed-up rule about only bedding a woman once before moving on. But continuing with Rose… Maybe ...if she woke up bright-eyed and smiling he could put her name in the Fuckable pages of his black book.MoreLess
Last night, he hadn’t let her sleep with him, of course. Christ, he didn’t kiss on the mouth, so he certainly wouldn’t let someone crash between his sheets. But when he’d helped her up from the kitchen table, she’d look so thoroughly sex-wrecked, that he’d guided her into the guest room and tucked her into the bed.
She hadn’t made a sound, just stared at him through sleepy, half-mast lids, her lips curved.
Who the hell knew what she’d been thinking then?
With her mission accomplished—orgasm by man—would she want another go?
And was that a smart idea on his end? Payne wasn’t like Bing, who before Alexa had a weird, effed-up rule about only bedding a woman once before moving on. But continuing with Rose… Maybe ...if she woke up bright-eyed and smiling he could put her name in the Fuckable pages of his black book.MoreLess
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