A Game of Temptation

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the covers over my face, deciding to ignore it, then after a while, it clicked in my h

which sent a sharp ache up my centre. If I needed any rem

quick search in the room told me that my bag wasn't in here. Then, I remembered t

room, dreading seeing the man that put my body in

both of us had just left immediately after the sex. Last night, I had been in no condition to walk out of this room, and that w

eave his own room. Sleeping in the living room

him, I saw that he was still asleep. Enviably long black lashes rested on top of his cheekbone,

my back on the ground not far from his leg and made to walk over and pick it up, when my eyes caug

the coffee machine

ing after awkwardness, but I was already going to be late for work as i

ed by at a store not far from my place of work to get one. So, re

he kitchen and straight to the coffee machine. I fixed myse

sip. I groaned. It was almost as good as the sex I had last night. Okay,

nt on for hours-he studied my expressions, watching to know what I liked and what I didn't, not

my legs, how he ate me up ravenously like he needed more, how he felt throbbing inside me, his groans when he was nearin

eave. Big, warm hands stopped me, holding me in place. A full body shiver went through me.

aid, his sexy morning voice causing me

t. I mean, come on, I was just going to get myself off in the bathroom when there was a prime piece of male specimen here that was mo

one shoulder and dropped wet kisses on my now exposed skin. Goosebumps broke out

ation with my neck

t was obvious to both him and me, I turned in his arms to face him(I

d at it a good number of times last night, it still made me feel breathless just like it di

dered what it would be like to feel them scratching on my thighs.

rks that now adorned my breasts. Well, I ha

e, his green eyes blazi