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I let my eyes fall down her body, noticing her bare leg arched up, but as I drift my gaze back up again, I see the curve of her hip, completely bare, and the side of her torso, visible in her half-shirt.
What the hell?
Reaching down, I left the sheet up, seeing that s
he’s completely bottomless. No sleep shorts, no underwear…
She snatches the sheet back, covering herself, a rosy blush crossing her cheeks.
“Why are you naked?” I straighten, suspicion crawling my skin.
I don’t wait for an answer. I walk to the closet and throw open the doors, wondering who the fuck she has in here. She was obviously awake and scared when I opened the door.
“There’s no one here,” she says. “I’m alone.”
I look around the room, noticing there aren’t any other hiding places. Except…
I kneel down and throw up her bed skirt, peering underneath the bed.
Nothing.
Why the fuck is she naked then?
I stand up, cocking an eyebrow at her as she shifts nervously.
And then it occurs to me.
Taking the sheet in my hand, I yank it off her, her little whimper falling on my deaf ears as I lock eyes on a small black bullet vibrator.
My pulse speeds up, and I feel my cock instantly swell.
She places her hands behind her, holding herself up with her knees arched up, and chews on her lip, turning her embarrassed eyes away.
I can’t resist an amused smile. I lean down and hook the cord with a finger, picking it up, the black egg dangling in the air. “Thinking about me, were you?”
A little snarl mars her fresh, morning face. “You wish, loser.”
My chest rumbles with a laugh. Dropping the sex toy, I slide my hand between her legs, all the doubt and fear of a minute ago falling away as I slip the tip of my finger into her wet heat.
“Did you come yet?”
She tosses me another scowl, still looking away.
Leaning into her ear, I whisper, “Do you have any idea how perfect you are?”
Her breathing hitches, and she finally turns her face to me. I run my hand up her pussy, over her smooth, toned stomach, and just under her half-shirt, grazing the underside of her breast.
“Show me what you do with it,” I beg.
Her eyes flash up to me, worry and nervousness written all over her face.
I glide my fingers over her hard nipples. “I’ll love everything you do. I promise.”
She shakes her head.
I grip her breast harder, a little whimper catching in her throat.
“Do it now,” I growl, demanding.
