He smirks. “You want to ogle me?”
“That’s a silly question. Of course I do. I would have happily ogled you while we were dry fucking our way to orgasms.” I pat the empty spot next to me.
“It was kind of better fully clothed, no?” He arches a brow.
I arch one back. “I can assure you, sir, that it would have been better with your shirt off.”
“We’ll have to test that theory.”
“Now?” I’m sure my face is lit up like a Christmas tree.
He laughs. “You’re an insatiable monster.”
“That you created.”
He stretches out beside me again and slides his arm under me, pulling me against him. “I’m fading.” He smells like my bodywash.
“How early did you have to get up to make your flight?” I settle my palm on his bare chest.
“Four.” His eyes slide closed.
“You must be exhausted. You need a nap.” I kiss the edge of his jaw.
“I do.” He sighs sleepily. “Cuddle with me until I pass out.”
“Of course.” I rest my head in the crook of his arm.
Three seconds later, he’s breathing evenly.
It’s such a dude superpower. I give it five minutes before I grab my Human Development in the Arts textbook and startreading. Ten minutes later, Flip rolls over, grunting as his head bangs repeatedly into my side.
I set the textbook down. “Where do you want to be, baby?”
“Just close,” he grumbles. He settles his head in my lap and moves around until his nose is pressed against my crotch. He wraps his arms around me and sighs contentedly. I snap a couple of photos. Then a couple more when Parsnip stretches out across his side.
Eventually he repositions himself, but it’s hard to hold the textbook with one hand, so I move to the floor so I can use my lap pad. Flip shoves his face in my hair and drapes an arm over me, his hand protectively cupping my right breast. Parsnip uses his back as a cat bed.
Two hours later he stretches and yawns, pushing my hair aside until his lips find my neck. “Why are you sitting on the floor?”
I pass him a water bottle. “My textbook was too heavy to hold with one hand.”
“Hmm... Fair.” He kisses my cheek. “I’m hungry.”
“Let’s see what my fridge has to offer. Then we can test the shirtless-orgasm theory.”
CHAPTER 28
FLIP
Flip
How was dance practice?
Tally
Intense but so good. I feel great about our group routine for the showcase. Tomorrow I practice my solo piece for my in-class performance next week. I soaked in the tub after and watched the end of the game on my phone.
You looked good on the ice tonight.
