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I smile at the green lace bra and panties. Damn, she really was trying tonight. I leave those on her, wanting to see them in the light of day and when she’s stone cold sober. That way, I can tear them off her body and ravish her the way we both want.
After taking my clothes off and tossing them into the corner, I climb into bed next to Kennedy and pull her close. She rolls over and wraps an arm around my waist before nuzzling into my chest.
“G’night,” she mumbles.
“Night, Kennedy.”
Her breathing evens out, and I press a kiss to her head.
“Love you,” I whisper.
Chapter22
Kennedy
Sunlight streams through the windows, and I roll over, only to be met with a solid wall of heat. I try to open my eyes, but pain lances my skull, and I groan.
“Good morning.”
My eyes fly open, despite the agony, and I see Dip grinning at me. My senses slowly come to life, making me aware of several things all at once.
One: The cotton sheets feel like heaven against my skin.
Two: I’m in so little clothes that I can feel the sheets.
Three: I can also feel Dip’s erection pressing against my stomach.
Four: If I can feel his erection, that means he’s naked.
Five: My nipples are hard, and my thighs are clenched.
And six: My head hurts too bad, and my mouth tastes too sour to do a damn thing about any of it.
“What’s good about it?” I grumble.
“You’re here,” he says.
“I think I’m dead.”
His smile widens. “That’ll pass.” He presses a kiss to my lips before sliding out of bed. My eyes zero in on his ass, and an involuntary moan escapes. Dip chuckles. “I’m gonna get you some Tylenol, water, and then you’re gonna sleep. If you’re feeling up to it later, we can work on more of your lessons.”
The idea that sex with him isn’t completely off the table today eases some of my frustration, and I pull the blanket over my head. When Dip returns, he tugs it down enough so I can sit up and take the white tablets and wash them down with the water.
“Sleep,” he instructs, returning the blanket to block out the light. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”
The next time I open my eyes, the room is bathed in darkness. I roll over to look out the window and see that Dip closed the blinds. Strips of sunlight squeeze through the tiny slits, but not enough to make my head throb.
Quickly assessing my body, I realize my headache is gone, and I have to pee. I climb out of bed and hurry into the bathroom to do my business. After washing my hands, I spot the toothpaste and an electric toothbrush. I dig around in a drawer to look for a clean head and then change it out so I can brush my teeth and get the vomit taste out of my mouth.
Feeling marginally better, I open the door and freeze.
Dip is standing next to the bed, naked as the day he was born. My now clean mouth waters, and my pussy throbs.
“Feel better?” he asks as he stalks toward me, his cock bobbing in all its glorious hardness as he walks.
I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out, so I nod instead.
“Good.”
