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For half an hour, I stare at the fire, my mind in overdrive. Eventually, as exhaustion begins to take over, I can’t fight my eyelids any longer. I go inside to the bedroom to find Spencer naked and fast asleep on his back.
I walk back out to Anthony who is on the sofa. “He’s asleep. You can go sleep in the spare room at the end of the hall. I’ll sleep in the other one.”
“You sure?” He frowns.
I nod and take his hand. “Thank you for looking after me so well.”
He smiles sadly and then smirks as if remembering something. “Where the fuck is Wyatt?”
“Hopefully he’s having more fun than we are.”
He chuckles. “This is one fucked up New Year’s Eve.”
I smile. “Right?”
He gets up and walks in to check on Spencer before he walks around and locks everything up.
“Goodnight, Charlotte,” he says.
“Goodnight.” I sit for a long time and watch the sun slowly rise through the windows. It’s like the world has gone into slow motion, and I know more than anything that I need to make this right. I walk into Spencer’s bedroom and take a long hot shower. Once clean and naked, I crawl into bed beside him.
He smells like he’s tipped a bottle of scotch over his body. I could get drunk from the fumes alone, but I don’t care. I wrap my arm around him and put my head on his shoulder, throwing my top leg over his. I gently kiss his chest, and with the familiarity of his warm body up against mine, I drift into an exhausted slumber.
* * *
I wake to the light beaming through the window. My eyes flutter to fight against it.
Spencer is still fast asleep, flat on his back, and I roll onto my side to watch him.
His large arms are up behind his head. My eyes drop down over his broad chest and rippled stomach, and then lower down over the well-kept pubic hair onto my favourite body part of his.
His cock is standing to attention up against his stomach. It’s big, beautiful, and ready to fuck. I smile at the sight of it. Even in deep sleep he is the perfect specimen.
Unable to help it, I kiss his chest, and then his bicep as my fingers trail down his abdomen and keep moving lower. I feel my arousal creep in as my fingers run through his pubic hair.
God, he’s beautiful. I’ve missed him so much.
My fingers wrap around his thick length, and his lips part as he sleeps. “Oh, I could make you feel so good, baby,” I whisper to myself.
I stroke him, and he inhales and spreads his legs as if granting me permission. I stroke him again and pre-ejaculate beads on the end of his head. “Do you need me, baby?” I murmur against his chest. “Because I need you.”
His legs spread wider and I begin to feel my pulse between my own legs. It’s been a long time since we touched each other. I felt like a part of me was missing. I slowly kiss down his abdomen and over his hip bones. I kiss his cock, and it flexes under my lips. I smile as I lick up the thick length of it.
He moans as he stirs, his knees parting and falling to the mattress.
Oh, I need him. I know he’s angry with me, but what a great way to make up. I take him into my mouth and my tongue swirls around the tip. He inhales sharply in his sleep, and I smile around him.
“You like that, baby?” I take him deeper and deeper, building a rhythm, and my mouth becomes flooded with pre-ejaculate.
I begin to lose control and take him deeper, when he suddenly jumps awake with a start.
His eyes meet mine and I stop what I’m doing, waiting for his reaction.
Is he going to push me away?
I smile softly around his cock, and he clenches his jaw as he watches me, his hands still above his head.
Okay, he didn’t push me away. I’ll keep going. I take him deeper, and my hand begins to stroke him as it follows my lips.
