She blinks a few more times before screwing them shut, pushing her face back into my chest and letting out a deep groan. “Too… early.”
I giggle and watch as she bounces with the vibrations. I’m pretty sure on any normal day she would be well and truly awake by now but I’ll indulge her. A few more minutes of snuggling isn’t going to harm anyone.
Chapter Fifteen
CYRUS
My head is still groggy as I breathe in the scent of Tally, my face buried in her chest.
A few more minutes to enjoy this sensation, then I need to get on with work. But whilst my head is still held down with the fog of exhaustion, I’ll stay here. I’ll enjoy this little moment before I have to get up and walk out these doors and act like it never happened. To keep this all one big secret.
My heart cracks a little at that.
But it doesn’t matter because we’re enjoying this whilst it lasts.I’menjoying this whilst it lasts.
The sun is warm against my back, yet Tally is warmer against my front. I can’t believe I’m still in the same position as I fell asleep in last night. Usually, I have to shuffle around to get comfortable before falling asleep.
I also can’t believe I asked her to stay.Again.
For two nights in a row, I’ve asked her to stay. Sleep evaded me so much last night. However, with Tally, I fell asleep within seconds. I don’t think I’ve ever slept so well either.
Tally’s hand combs through my hair, brushing out the strands and, fuck, it feels good. Without realising I let out amoan– deep and growly and still covered in the dregs of sleep– straight into her skin so there's no way she didn’t hear it.
“You like your hair being played with, noted.” She whispers, I can hear the smile she's wearing in her voice.
We spend the next few minutes basking in one another, her fingers threading through my hair and me latched onto her like a leech.
Then she speaks again. “Are you ready to get up yet?”
I groan again but lift my head to look at her. Her grin is blinding and I swear she has sparkles in her irises. No one's eyes should sparkle like that.
“I suppose. The ship won’t fix itself and I need to see Amara this morning.” I gulp, choking the unwanted emotions that suddenly fill me. “Even if she’s not awake yet.”
Tally nods. “Would you like me to accompany you to see her?”
My heart thumps and I know I should say no, yet I say, “Please.”
Her grin grows softer and those damned eyes sparkle more. “Okay.”
She continues playing with my hair as we stare at one another, it’s so tender andnice, that I can’t help moaning again. That’s what turns Tally’s soft smile into something wicked. The air shifts to something charged, and suddenly I’m far more awake and ready for whatever she’s about to do to me.
“Good dove. Moaning for me so well.” Then she wraps the strands around her fist and tugs. My eyes roll into the back of my head and another moan pours from my lips, and if I was wearing undergarments they would have been soaked through.
“You really like your hair being played with, huh.”
When I speak it’s barely more than a whisper, “Yes.”
“I bet you're dripping for me already, aren’t you?” Shetugs a little more, and my blunt nails dig into the skin of her waist.
My pussy floods, my clit throbs and my hole clamps around nothing. And suddenly, I’m a pile of goo on the floor, waiting for her to tell me what she wants next.
I nod against her hold, only for her to tighten her grip, my scalp tingling. Her brow arches and I know she’s waiting for words. “I’m so wet. Please, Tally, do something.”
Her hold lessens as she goes back to threading her fingers between the strands.
“Are you sure?”
I don’t even need to think about it. “Yes.”
