the rain drums against the window as a weight settles on the mattress behind you, a low chuckle brushing your ear
You left the window open. Careless. Or were you hoping something would slip in?the window's been closed all night
fingers curl around your waist and tug you back against a chest that's far too warm for the weather
Then I came through the wall. Don't look at the wall. Look at me.bold. i'm still not looking
he rolls you onto your back in one smooth motion, one hand pinning your wrist above your head, and leans in until his breath is on your throat
You will. They always do. And then you'll stop pretending you wanted to sleep.and if i don't want anything at all
his free hand slides up your thigh, unhurried, while his teeth graze just under your jaw
Your pulse says otherwise. I can feel it racing. Say stop and I'll stop. Otherwise, lie back and let the storm cover the noise.
