I am seriously trying to sleep without her. I really am. For over a goddamn hour, I’ve been tossing and turning. But now it’s midnight, and I’m over this game.
I turn over, and stare at the clock. Twelve-oh-one. Fuck this. I throw the blanket off my body and get out of bed.
I can’t sleep without her next to me! This is next-level pathetic. I pull on some sweats, grab the keycard, and make my way to Jack’s door. But before I even knock, Mikayla opens it, her bag in tow.
“Jack is snoring,” she says when she sees me.
“I am not! Liar!” Jack yells out.
I smirk and take her suitcase back to our room.
“Don’t let this go to your head,” she says in a snarky tone. She looks as tired as I feel.
Then she takes off her shirt, and all my exhaustion evaporates into a cloud of nothingness. Her breasts are just staring at me, full and perfect. And my dick getshard. And I’m hungry.
I remove my pants and yank off my boxer briefs. I feel the heat of Mikayla’s stare as her eyes widen, her gaze then moves down my body, right to my dick. And, fuck me, when she licks her lips, my dick jumps.
I climb onto the bed and extend my hand to her, pulling her body against mine. I place my thumbs inside her panties and pull them down. She sits back, and I pull them off, tossing them to the floor.
“I can’t believe you tried to sleep in another room,” I whisper as I cup her face, leaning over her.
I lower my head and take her lips, soft and full. Electricity rockets up my skin as her hands knead the muscles along my back, pulling my body closer to hers, her leg lifting, and I feel her heat, my dick already poised at her entrance.
“I need you,” she whispers against my lips. “Please.”
I grab her ass and squeeze as I enter her. I take a shuddered breath as her pussy tightens around me. She lifts her hips, taking me in deeper, and I groan.
I grab the back of her thigh, push it to her shoulder and thrust, hard.
“Yes!” she cries out, arching her back.
Her eyes flutter closed as I thrust again and again, my breaths heavy.
My eyes roam over her, watching as her breasts bounce with each plunge of my cock. I grab her breast and squeeze her nipple, and her pussy pulses.
“You like that?” I ask, gliding my hips back before plunging back inside her.
“You know I do,” she groans, grabbing my ass. “Harder Caine! I’m so—fuck!” Mikayla cries out as I slam into her, eachthrust harder than the last.
But I want more.
I pull out and turn her over. “On your knees!” I demand, spanking her perfect ass when she lifts it up to me.
“Don’t fuck with me again,” I growl, spanking her again.
I grab a handful of her hair and yank her head back and lean over her. “Don’t fuck with me.” I grip her hips and slam inside her.
“Fuck!” she screams, trying to pull away from me.
“You aren’t going anywhere,” I growl out before thrusting again and again. Hard and fast, my hand fists in her hair.
Her pussy clenches my cock, so wet and soft, yet tight. My balls tighten, and I know if I don’t get her there, I’m gonna cum before her.
I yank her up, grabbing one breast and rolling her nipple between my fingers, then I pinch it.
“Oh, God!” she moans.
I draw my hand down to her pussy, my finger finding her hard little bud. I rub and rub, my hips drawing back and forth slowly until her back bows and her nails dig into the flesh of my ass.
