And when she takes the reins—her small hands flat on my chest, breasts bouncing with every move she makes, head tossed back like the goddess she is as she rides me—I know I’m not going to last.
“Oh my God, I’m gonna come,” she moans, and thank fuck, because I am too.
And I’m never coming with anyone else ever again.
Chapter10
Chiara
I wakeup in a dark room and for a moment I have absolutely no idea where I am.
Then I feel it.
Him.
Warm.Solid.Sleeping beside me.
One very large arm is wrapped around my waist like it belongs there.
My eyes widen.
“Oh, shit,” I mouth silently.
Because this?
This right here?
This is not how a one-night stand is supposed to go.
There are rules for these things.
Rule one: You do the deed.
Rule two: You leave.
Rule three: You definitely do not wake up cuddling the man like you’re auditioning for a Hallmark movie.
And yet, here I am.
Cuddled.
Entangled.
My leg is half thrown over Noah Walker’s hip like it lives there now.
Fantastic.
I carefully lift his arm off me.
It takes approximately all of my strength and the stealth skills of a Navy SEAL.
He shifts slightly in his sleep.
I freeze.
Heart pounding.
If he wakes up right now, I will simply perish on the spot.
