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It’s been so hard for her, handling so much on her own. Now she’s got me. I can’t overthink it, but I’m already in deep.
When you’ve spent a lifetime mired in a kind of quicksand of discontent like mine, so that it takes all your effort to breathe on a daily basis, when pure beauty in the form of a tattooed little musical unicorn walks into your life, you don’t just let her walk out again without fucking fighting to keep her.
It’s burning in me along with my heartbeat. She’s mine.
I go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. To ice cold. To ease the wildfire that’s taken over my cock since the minute I saw her. I fist my rock-hard length but I don’t get myself off. I can’t.
I don’t want to be the grumpy grouch Cleo warned her about. Or the cold-hearted prick women always accuse me of being.
I want to make her happy. Can I? Am I capable of something like that?
I fucking want to try. I want her safe.
She’ll have bodyguards and drivers. I’ll find out what she dreams about. I’ll use all the resources I have—which are significant—to please her.
Would you fucking listen to yourself?
I don’t care.
I turn off the shower and dry myself off. The cold shower did nothing to tone down my colossal hard-on, but it can’t be helped. I pull on a pair of boxers, doing my best to stuff myself into them.
She’s still asleep.
I turn off the low lamp. The moon is full tonight, flooding the room with silver light, but I leave the door that leads out onto our private patio open. The air feels good.
I get into bed, careful not to wake her. I lay on my back, covering myself with only a sheet, to my waist. I’m hot.
Glancing over at her, she’s curled up on her side, facing away from me. Her long hair spills over the pillow in glossy waves.
Is that sweet pussy wet for me?
My cock surges, leaking pre-cum. I try to ignore the agony I’m in right now.
The skin of her shoulder is so smooth. There’s another tiny tattoo, one I haven’t seen yet. It’s a simple heart with the word love inked into it.
I wonder if she’s ever been in love.
I know for a fact I never have. Not until?—
I stop myself from even thinking it. You can’t fall in love with someone in one day, you idiot.
It’s a mild obsession, that’s all it is. It’s lust, pure and simple.
I fight the raging urge to hold her. To run my fingers along her flawless skin. To sink my fist into that silky hair.
To rub my cock against her.
To cover her in my hot cum.
To claim her. I feel like a wild animal.
Never in my life have I watched a woman sleep, hypnotized by the details of her beauty. I’ve never felt this burning, visceral desire to be as close as it’s possible to be.
I have no idea how I could be so fucking besotted with this gorgeous little stranger. All I know is that I can’t move, because I can’t trust myself not to reach for her.
I close my eyes. Count some sheep. Think about the fishing trip. Baseball. Anything but those tight nipples. That nubile, squirming body. That slippery-sweet pussy. So close to me.
Fuck.
