“I’m okay, Raquel. It was just a bad dream,” he said, turning on the faucet and washing his face.
I leaned against the doorframe. “Do you have night terrors a lot? Because, that’s what this was.”
“It’s fine,” he countered.
“Honey, it’s not fine if it’s continual. This was way more than a bad dream.”
“They’re not continual.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?” I pressed.
“Raquel, I’m tired as shit. Will you drop it?”
“Sure.”
“Will you drop it and not be mad about dropping it?” he challenged as he dried his face.
He knew me way too well. “Maybe.”
Dropping the towel on the counter, he closed the distance between us, sliding his hands to my waist. “You are a pain in the ass.”
“Would you like me to leave?” I challenged as his hands went to my butt and squeezed.
“No. I happen to love that you’re a pain in the ass,” he said, leaning down to kiss me.
“Are you trying to distract me?” I asked, in between kisses as he backed me out of the bathroom and toward the bed.
“Is it working?”
“Am I still talking?”
He chuckled, lifting me onto the mattress and tugging me to the edge. “When aren’t you talking?”
“Are you trying to fuck me or piss me off?”
Orion grinned. “Both.”
“Well, you’re getting one of those right,” I retorted.
He dragged my panties down my hips and the cold breeze of the air-conditioner hit my soaked pussy making me shiver. Deliciously. He slid a finger inside of me and braced his other arm on the bed next to me. “Love how wet you are for me.”
“You’re so fucking cocky.”
He slid another finger inside of me and I arched into his hand and he pumped into me, his palm slapping me against my clit. I pressed my foot to his shoulder and used his body as an anchor to arch harder into his hand.
“Jesus Christ,” he hissed, removing his fingers and hovering over me. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I licked my lips, reaching up to stroke his cheek. “Are you going to finally fuck me or continue to piss me off?”
He chuckled. “On your knees.”
I scrambled onto all fours and he slid into me from behind, giving my ass a gentle slap.
“Yes,” I whispered.
