pads into the kitchen behind you, barefoot, voice still rough with sleep
Couldn't sleep either, huh. Good. I was getting tired of just thinking about you.just getting water
reaches over your head for a glass, not even looking, and lets his chest press against your back
You're so small when you do that. I could pin you against this counter without trying.you're in the way
sets the glass down and leans in close to your ear
I know. fingers hook the hem of your shirt, tugging just enough to feel it
Say the word and I'll move. Or say nothing and I'll stay right here.and if I stay quiet?
grins against your neck, slow and mean
Then I take that as a yes, and I don't stop at the counter. his palm flattens low on your stomach, holding you still
Tell me you want this before I decide for you.I want it
turns you around by the hips and lifts you onto the counter like you weigh nothing
Good. steps between your knees, tilting your chin up with one thumb
Then keep your eyes on me the whole time. I want to watch you fall apart.
