You’re thinking about fucking me.
I don’t blame you.
I think about you fucking me a lot too.
Pretty much every night.
How would you take me?
On my back? Me riding you? From behind?
I’m down for anything.
I think I’d like to be on my back the first time, at least.
I want to see your face as you push inside me.
It’ll be so beautiful.
That was the last message that had come through.Fuck.How could I have forgotten that Dom could probably hear me? Face flaming, I typed out a response.
RYAN
That’s never going to happen.
DOM
Keep telling yourself that, Shadow.
I can wait.
Until then, I’ll just get off to how you sounded when you came just now.
Hang around, and you’ll hear me too.
It hasn’t changed, but maybe you’d like a refresher.
Need coursed through me with such strength it was frightening. No. I couldn’t do that.
I wouldn’t.
You could…
I was off the bed in a flash, dragging my bedding with me. There was no way I was sleeping in here tonight. Not knowing Dom was less than a foot away and doing…that.
The sofa it was.
8
Ryan
The lack of sleep coupled with the two-hour long meeting Kate and I had with the wedding planner left me with a headache. Thankfully, it was the last one. Tempted as I was to go home and sleep it off, I instead headed to the gym. Exercise would help. It always did.
And it was the one area of my life Dom hadn’t infiltrated yet.
Besides, it might help me burn off some of this unsettled…energy. The odd buzz that had settled under my skin during the meeting as Kate and the planner had discussed the final details that I’d tried and failed to give a shit about.
Suddenly I wished we had longer. It felt so close. Just three weeks away.
