Fuck, I needed that.
Even my neck’s a little sore from where George choked me.
Yeah, I feel the smile on my face, and the way my cock wants to harden over the memory.Ahh, breath play. I’d always wanted to try it, but Casey had said no.
Last weekend, when I travelled to Washington, DC with George, he did it to me. The first time sort of unintentionally, and the second timedefinitelyintentionally.
Fuuuck,yeah. I’venevercome that hard before. New favorite thing, thank you very much.
Unfortunately, I can’t lie here in bed with him all morning, which is what Ireallywish I could do. I have stuff to get done today, the first thing being I have to stop by Casey’s house on my way out of their neighborhood.
She lives only four houses down from George. George has a fundraiser to attend tonight, and Casey and I are accompanying him. It’s formal, meaning I need to break out the tux hanging in my closet at home. I’ll bring it with me when I return later and get dressed here.
I’m apparently spending most of the weekend with George. He had a horrible nightmare Thursday night and called Casey in hysterics. She then rushed over to sit up with him, meaning a nearly sleepless night for her.
I was supposed to spend last night with Casey, but considering she didn’t get any sleep the night before, and she wanted George refreshed for the fundraiser tonight, she changed the schedule on us so George would have me last night, and she’ll have me tomorrow night.
I guess if you barely survive something as traumatic as George did, having some lingering after-effects, like nightmares, is to be expected.
When I start to ease myself out of bed, however, George proves he’s not nearly as asleep as I thought. His fingers unerringly find and tightly coil around my wrist, pulling me back to him.
Then he starts kissing me.
Of course I let him. He’s a damn good kisser, and I really don’t know how to tell him no.
Not that Iwantto tell him no.
Finally, I catch a glimpse of the time and realize if I don’t get my ass moving, Casey’s going to be pissed. “Sir, Ireallyneed to go.”
“No,” he mumbles, wrapping his arms around me. “Stay with me.”
Part of me feels horrible about leaving, but I do have shit to do today if I want to be able to enjoy tonight and tomorrow with him. “Sir, I promise I’ll be back later.”
Except he’s like a warm, sleepy octopus. Every time I try to get free, he comes up with a new way to hold on to me.
I try one more time. I donotwant to safeword, but I literally don’t have it in me to tell him no. I kiss him, distracting him and allowing me to finally untangle myself from him.
“I’ll be back in time to take a shower and get ready with you tonight, Sir. You’ll have me all night and tomorrow.”
Success seems within my reach as I manage to get my legs over the edge of the bed, my feet firmly planted on the floor. Now I have a chance of evading him.
“Promise?” he asks.
Poor guy isnota morning person, even under the best of circumstances. I’m not either, really, but Casey’s trained it into me over the years, because she absolutely is one.
“I promise.” I kiss him again, easing the pillow I used into his arms.
He wraps his arms around it and sighs. “You’d better.”
I run a hand through his hair, massaging his scalp. His blue eyes drop closed as a soft, sleepy sigh escapes him. I do it again, gently rubbing, and it takes less than fifteen seconds before he’s sound asleep once more.
Moving quickly now, I head to the bathroom, do what I have to do, and brush my teeth. Back in the bedroom, I scoop up my phone and clothes in the dim light and quietly close the bedroom door behind me. I opt to dress in the hall to reduce the chances of waking him again. Downstairs, after presetting the coffee for him, so all he has to do is hit the button when he finally makes it out of bed, I grab my laptop case and walk out to the garage, where I get in my car.
George started insisting that I park in the garage. Even gave me a clicker for the roll-up door.
The funny thing is, I honestly don’t think it’s because he wants to hide my car, even though he alluded to that as an excuse.
I think he really wants my car parkedinhis garage.
