Nil squeezes my hip, firm enough that I shut up. “We’re taking abreak,” he says.
My lips pull down in disappointment. “Not forever though, right?”
“No,” he says. “But you’re starting to be a bit bratty.”
“You like it, though.”
Nil’s chuckle sends a shiver down my spine. “Never said I didn’t.”
“Give me more praises then,” I demand.
He clears his throat. My eyes light up. My ears perk. Can’t wait to hear more. But seconds pass, and it never comes.
“Nil,” I whine. “It’s easy. Just say ‘Stan, you have the tightest ass, the thickest dick, and the nicest face, and that makes you the best lay in the land.’ See?”
His brows pinch and his eyes narrow on me. It’s almost a glare. But like, immensely sexy. “But we’re not on land,” he points out, voice cruelly calm. “We’re on water.”
I sigh. Heart crushed. Hope plummeting.
But he’s smiling, bringing me back to my bed, and setting me down on his lap. I’m a giant. He kinda is too. But he makes me feel like a princess.
A pillow princess that takes it. One that pleads over sinks, apparently.
I like it too much. I like ita lot.
My body slides into place with his. His hand traces up my spine, long and slow. My breath evens out.
“That’s better,” he murmurs into my hair.
I melt into him. He tightens his arms around me, and I don’t even have it in me to playfully resist.
Bratty pillow princess mission failed. All I want is to be right here, basking in this feeling.
I reach around to hold him too.
“You did good, Stan,” he says.
The praise hits me harder now than it did when he was inside me.I shiver from it. He must feel it ‘cause he holds me closer.
“I’ve got you,” he says. “You can sleep, Stan.”
I feel like I can, because with him like this, I can actually sleep. No caffeine tonight. All I need for a high is the baddie in bed with me.
But before I hit the sack, I make one request that makes Nil lose all his Daddy Dom energy. He’s so red, I chuckle.
“So is that a yes to using me as your cocksleeve all night?” I murmur into his hair.
He hums low in response. Sounds unconvinced of my clearly fantastic idea. So I guess I have some convincing to do. I can do it all night if I have to.
10
Nil
I come awake slow. Heavy and warm in a way that doesn’t make sense at first.
Then it does.
Stan’s right in front of me, his back against my chest, our legs tangled. My nose is in his hair. He smells like smoke and sugar and…me.
