Page 49 of The Survivor


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“Good morning,” I murmured, watching as her head whipped over, panic rising, then falling just as quickly as she saw me.

“Hey,” she said, voice sleep-raspy. “Is that for me?” she asked, glancing at the mug in my hand.

“It is,” I confirmed, handing it over after she pulled herself upward.

“Oh, it’s good,” she groaned. “I’ve never been served coffee in bed,” she admitted as she took another sip.

“That’s a fucking crime,” I told her.

“And you’re an expert on that,” she said, giving me a sleepy smile. “Thank you.”

“Matilda has already been fed and is soaking up the morning sun outside right now.”

Her gaze slid to the clock, slow blinking at it for a moment.

“Whattimedo you get up?” she asked, sounding incredulous that so much was already done.

“I got up a little earlier today because I didn’t know your schedule.”

“Oh. I don’t have to be to work until noon today,” she said. “Noon to eight,” she told me with a curled lip. I couldn’t blame her for not liking that shift.

“I will stop for lunch to follow you to work,” I offered.

“You don’t…”

“I will stop for lunch to follow you to work,” I cut her off, getting a soft smile from her.

“I will get out of here in a few,” she said.

“No. Hang here,” I said, shaking my head.

“When you’re not here?” she asked, brows scrunching.

“What? Are you gonna rob me?” I teased, getting a sweet laugh out of her.

“No.”

“Then I think I’m safe,” I said.

“What time do you need to leave?” she asked.

“A little less than an hour and a half,” I said, hitting the order button on my phone, then putting it aside. “Breakfast should be here in half an hour or so,” I added.

“Is that so?” she asked, a strange smile tugging on her lips as she placed her coffee cup down.

“Yeah…” I said, confused.

But then she was moving up onto her knees, crawling over to me, and moving to straddle me, her hands resting on my shoulders.

“Then we have some time,” she said, and her lips sealed over mine.

I didn’t even pretend to hesitate.

My hands sank into her ass, squeezing hard as her lips slanted over mine.

I swear my cock was hard before her first little whimper escaped her.

Pulling, I dropped her more fully onto my lap, letting her pussy slide against my cock, a move that had her lips ripping from mine with a moan.

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