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Slowly, he slipped his arms around her, slightly scared of spooking her. Damn, this felt good. Sure, he’d given subs aftercare. But most of them didn’t look to him for a hug. He wasn’t the type and they knew that.
But here you are, voluntarily hugging this girl.
And she smelled so good.
Strawberries and mint.
He took her in, holding her loosely since he didn’t want to hurt her. To his shock, she was the one to end the hug. She stepped back and smiled up at him.
“So, I made a real mess of breakfast. Can I interest you in a Pop-Tart?”
Pop-Tart? Like fuck was he eating a damn Pop-Tart. And he liked the idea of her having that for breakfast even less. She needed something healthier to eat.
“Why did you leave the bacon while it was cooking?” he asked.
“Not that often. I had to pee. And then I got distracted plucking my eyebrows. Okay, so sometimes I forget when I have something on, and I go do something else. But I don’t really cook much. Not here, at least. Pop-Tarts and toast are basically a staple.”
Okay, he really didn’t like that.
“Why are there no cooking facilities?” he barked, grabbing his boxers and pulling them on.
She sighed quietly as he covered up his cock. Yeah, his dick liked that. Too much. Fuck, he hadn’t even had a chance to use the bathroom and he was already getting hard again. He was meant to be getting dressed. Not getting her back into bed.
“There are downstairs,” she told him. “But I don’t like using them. They are on the basement level where the laundry is, but there’s only one set of stairs in and out. I don’t want to get trapped down there. In a fire, it would be a nightmare.”
He frowned, as he did up his jeans.
“Do you want me to help you with that?” She waved at him.
“What? You want to help me put on my jeans? Been doing that since I was three.”
“Um, no. I figured you could probably dress yourself. I was talking about the erection you’re sporting. I could help with that.”
Fuck.
That was tempting.
But he shook his head, surprised by the flash of disappointment in her face. She really wanted to suck him off?
He liked that. How much she enjoyed having his dick in her mouth.
But she smiled widely and he wondered if he’d imagined the disappointment.
“All right,” she said. “I guess you have to get going.”
“Yep.” He tugged on his shirt and then sat to put on his socks and shoes.
She just stood there, watching him. He glanced over at her, taking in her purple tights and the oversized cream sweater with a gold heart on the front. She looked adorable. Especially with her hair twisted up on her head and a purple scrunchie holding it in place. Tendrils were coming down around her face.
“Get your shoes and a jacket,” he ordered without thinking.
“Why?”
He stared at her. Always questioning him. If she was his . . .
No, nope.
Not going to be yours.
