I’m breathing heavily as I look around the room.It’s dark, but the lights are on in the hallway, so I can see.
Myles is standing over me, his brows furrowed in concern.“Are you okay?You screamed.”He glances down at my body.
I do the same, realizing that I’ve kicked the covers off.I’m wearing a tiny white tank top and plain white bikini panties.My tank is so askew that one of my nipples is peeking out.
That’s not the worst part, though.My hand is covering my pussy.My panties are soaked.I jerk my hand from between my spread legs.My face heats.
Myles swallows hard as he lifts his gaze back to mine.“I thought…” He clears his throat.“I thought you were having a nightmare.”He pulls the covers up to my chest and sits on the edge of the bed.
I squeeze my eyes closed, mortified.
“You weren’t kidding, were you?You really do have sex dreams.”He’s not teasing.He’s being serious.
I say nothing.I need the Earth to swallow me whole.
He lifts my hand in his—the one I was pressing against my pussy.“Did you, uh… Did you come, sweetheart?”He’s flustered.
I groan.When I try to tug my hand free, he doesn’t let me.Instead, he lifts it to his lips and sucks three of my fingers into his mouth.
My eyes go wide, and my jaw drops.“You did not just do that.”
He smiles.“Couldn’t resist.You taste divine.”He leans closer.“Now, answer my question.Did you come?”
“No, dork face.I did not come.I never come.I always get yanked awake when you spank me.”
He grins.“I was spanking you?”
“Specifically my pussy.”Why should I be embarrassed?This is Myles.I want him to do all those things to me, and I think he will eventually.
His eyes widen.“I spanked your pussy?”
I roll my eyes.“Yeah.”
“Do I do that often?”
“No.You don’t usually touch my pussy.You don’t even see it.You usually strip me naked, spank my ass, and then I wake up.This time…” Okay, I’m not going to finish that thought.I do have a limit to my embarrassment.
“This time, what?”He leans closer.
I can feel his warm breath on my face.I lower my gaze to his lips.I want him to kiss me like he did yesterday—twice.The first time was just a taste.He made good on his promise and came to my room ten minutes later.That time, he kissed me senseless.I was floating by the time he broke free.
He left me like that, too.Panting and dizzy.I had to sit on the edge of my bed for a while to get my legs to work.He went to his bedroom and shut the door.I kind of wanted to follow him because I’d bet money he masturbated.It’s not fair that he can and I’m not allowed to.
When I don’t answer, Myles slowly pulls the covers down to my knees.He holds my gaze while he sets his hand on my pussy.
I whimper and spread my legs wantonly.I can’t help myself.I’m so deprived I might beg him to let me come.
He strokes one finger across my clit on top of my panties, his eyes firmly on mine.
I arch my chest, no longer caring that my nipple is exposed.Let him look.Lord knows I need to be able to tempt this man somehow.
“Your panties are soaked.Do you always wake up drenched after you dream about me?”
I nod.
“Words, Madison.”
Damn him.“Yes, Sir.”
