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Hoped that I was wrong about her ending up in Kipp’s bed, underneath him, screaming his name while I listened with my dick in my hand pretending, I was the one splitting her open with my cock.
Filling her with my cum.
Because pretending for me is enough.
Or at least it has to be enough.
The Kid wants her.
He’s made that shit crystal fucking clear since the second he saw her.
I’m an asshole, but I ain’t that type of asshole.
Not to him.
Never to him.
His needs come first…even in the sack.
“Your bathroom’s closer,” Bunny innocently claims, moon illuminating her squirming figure being covered by an oversized white t-shirt.
It’s not.
At least not by enough for it to matter.
Rather than argue the obvious, I kick my chin in the direction of my ensuite and tuck both hands behind my head, loose sheet inching downward to rest right underneath my bellybutton.
The whole process doesn’t take long, and once she’s out, her gorgeous frame rises to the tips of her toes in an attempt to do the thing she didn’t do when entering the room.
Not disturb me.
“Still awake, Cinderella,” I good-naturedly tease only to chortle when I see her fighting the urge to smirk. “Your prince might pass out that fast, but I don’t.”
“You know I always wondered if he snored.”
Bewilderment has me angling my head slightly to the side. “What?”
“To balance out the charming.” Her body creeps a little closer to the edge of my mattress giving me an even better view of her toned thighs and shapely calves. “Like maybe he was so good with words – supposedly because I didn’t really see that in any of the renditions – to make up for the fact he rattled the headboard in the wrong way.”
Oh, I can show this little runaway princess that I know how to rattle it in the right one.
Allowing my eyes to continue drifting upward, they drink in the lack of curves being revealed under what’s basically a fucking tarp yet stop dead in their tracks at the sight of her hardened nipples managing to peek through.
The idea of having one in my palm and the other in my mouth leads to me mindlessly declaring, “Get in bed.”
To my surprise, she doesn’t immediately object.
Or refuse.
Or tell me to go fuck myself.
Instead, she pulls her hair to one side of her face.
Sways forward.
Does her best to steady her breath.
Fuck, this is a bad idea.
