I yawn. That tropical storm is really kicking up.
I check the time on my phone. It’s 5 a.m.
Wow. I passed out. I can’t be too surprised though. Kendall and I spent all of yesterday afternoon and most of the evening in bed, fucking like animals. And then we passed out.
When I move, I feel the pull of the scratch marks she left on my back and shoulders and arms. I smile when I think about how wild she is in bed. All those sweet sounds she makes, how she doesn’t hold back when she screams, how hard she comes.
Warmth pools in my chest when I think about the way she cuddled into me and fell asleep. How she instantly relaxed in my arms. How she murmurs softly in her sleep.
A tingling feeling hits my chest. I never thought I’d ever be with Kendall. I never thought I had a chance with her.
But yesterday we hashed everything out. And now it feels like I’m in a dream world with an amazing woman.
I roll over, expecting to see Kendall sleeping next to me in bed, but she’s not there.
I sit up, worried, but then I see the sliver of light peeking out from the bathroom door. I hop out of bed, grab my boxer briefs from the floor, and pull them on.
I open the door and slip into the toilet room to take a quick piss. I wash my hands and walk down the corridor to the main part of the bathroom. There’s Kendall, lying in the massive tub, eyes closed, hair piled in a messy bun, earbuds in.
I smile. She looks so relaxed and content. I don’t want to interrupt so I start to turn around, but then I hear a splash.
“Hey.”
I turn around to see her smiling up at me. She pulls out her earbuds and sets them on the floating shelf against the wall, right above the tub.
I grin down at her. “Hey. Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.”
“You didn’t.” She nods at the stone steps leading up to the bathtub. “Wanna sit?”
“Sure.” I lower down. My gaze lands on her gorgeous tits. Her candy-pink nipples peek out of the water. My mouth waters.
“Did I wake you?” she asks.
I shake my head. “The storm woke me up. It’s getting pretty nasty out there.”
“Yeah, the rain and wind woke me up an hour ago,” she says. “I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn’t. So I figured I’d take a bath.”
“You should have woken me up. I would have loved to join you.” I lean down and press a soft kiss to her mouth.
She smiles against my mouth. “You were like a hibernating bear. I didn’t want to bother you.”
I pull back and grin. “Was I snoring pretty loud?”
“Not too loud. It was cute.”
“You’re the cute one,” I say, dragging my gaze over her tits, down her stomach, to her pussy. My dick twitches. “And sexy too.”
When I look at her face, she’s blushing. “You can join me in the tub now, if you want.”
I almost say yes, but then a filthy idea pops in my head. “Actually, I have a better idea.”
I slip my hand into the water and settle between her legs. When I press my palm against her hot, wet pussy, a soft groan slips from her lips. She closes her eyes as her head falls back.
I slide two fingers inside of her, groaning at how warm and tight she feels. I press my palm against her clit.
“Do you ever play with yourself in the bathtub, firecracker?”
She nods and my dick goes from half hard to fully hard at the image of her touching herself.
