She vaguely remembered moaning as he’d dug into tough and knotted muscles, and she’d wiggled her butt for more. Especially when he’d kneaded from the backs of her thighs to her ass, and it’d made her hips lift off the bed – with her pussy fluttering because of his claws tickling up the insides of her thighs.
He’d given her a warning growl when he’d pushed her hips down to stop her from doing it, and it’d deepened when she’d disobeyed. She also remembered how, after she’d lifted her ass that second time with a moaning plea, he’d yanked her legs around his hips as he’d slammed two of his cocks into her already swollen and overused cunt.
Wait.She sat up, and her thin summer blanket fell to her waist, revealing her naked tits as she looked around the bed.I swore it broke.
It was upright now, completely flat, but she definitely remembered one of the legs snapping and her squeal when the whole bed dropped on one side.
Digging her fingers into her head to scratch her scalp, she wondered if she’d imagined it.Maybe I just wanted to fulfil my fantasy of breaking a bed from sex.
With the blinds down, she had no idea what time it was.
She reached for her phone, knowing for sure she wasn’t the one who’d put it on charge. The first application that popped up was her alarms, and both of them had been turned off permanently – which she’d never do.
He must have done that so I wouldn’t wake up early.She peeked at the water and donut that appeared to have been sitting there just a little too long.
It was also half eaten, and the crumbs all around it revealed it’d been perfect when he left it there.
She looked at the time.
With a gasp, she flung her blanket away and threw her legs over the side of her bed.
“It’s already 11:30?!” she yelled, closing her alarm app after turning both back on and opening her contacts.
She clicked Kaylee’s name, and it only rang once before it was answered. She was likely at the counter playing around on her phone.
“The Bean Alchemist. Sorry, but the owner isn’t in right now. Can I take a message?” The sound of bubble gum popping was loud through the speaker.
“Oh my god. Is everything okay?” Skylar blurted.
“You do know the café won’t burn down if you take a day off, right?” she answered dully.
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” Hayden yelled in the background. “Kaylee’s been stirring customers again.”
“He’s lying. I promise,” Kaylee quickly cut in. Then she snapped a muffled, “Shut your mouth.”
Only once had they ever been on shift together, and she was aware they didn’t quite get on well. But they were both wonderful employees on their own.
“Kaylee,” Skylar warned.
“Seriously. It’s fine. Hank’s cooking up a storm, trying something new with the menu because you’re not around to say no. You should see it. He’s so stoked.”
Hands trembling from tiredness and uncertainty, Skylar sighed. “Are you sure? I’m happy to come in.” She looked down at her naked body, still very much covered in sexual mess. “I think I’m alright now, and I know it’s your day off.”
“Nah. All good. I’m happy for an extra day’s pay.”
“Are you–”
“Seriously, shut up or I’m going to walk to yours and beat your ass. Stop stressing. Everything’s fine.” Kaylee then let out a sharp breath. “Oop. Gotta go. There’s a customer.”
She hung up without even saying goodbye.
Skylar lowered her phone to her lap and looked around her bedroom. It felt... foreign being here in the middle of the day.
When’s the last time I took a day off?She legitimately couldn’t remember.I feel off kilter.
It was weird to know that everything was fine, and that she wasn’t needed. She also didn’t know what to do with her day off.
She reached for the glass of water and took a sip, then chugged the rest of it when she realised just how thirsty she was. She didn’t dare take a bite out of the donut that odd ferret thing had likely eaten.
