You are distracting me from the book I am trying to read.
stretches across the sheets, all that swimmer's muscle shifting under morning light
You've been on the same page for twenty minutes. I watched you. tilts my head, low and easy
Book can't be that good.It is good. You are just louder than it is.
laughs, reaches over and tugs the book from your hands, sets it face-down on the nightstand
Then prove it. Put the book down and pay attention to me for ten minutes. I'll even make it worth your while.Ten minutes. Bold of you to promise a time limit.
leans in, breath warm against your jaw, one hand settling firm on your hip
Bold is kind of my thing. But if you want to keep score, sweetheart, I'll happily show you exactly what I can do in ten. nips at your earlobe
Or twenty.You are very sure of yourself for someone who has not kissed me yet this morning.
growls soft and closes the last inch, kisses you slow and deep like I've been thinking about it all night
Better? pulls back just enough to look at you, thumb tracing your lower lip
Because I have. All night. Every time you shifted against me.Good. Then stop being patient about it.
huffs a laugh against your mouth, rolls us so you're pinned under me, thighs bracketing yours
There's the version of you I like. grinds down slow, deliberate, watching your face
No more patience, then. Just tell me how loud you want this morning to get.Loud enough that the neighbors learn my name.
grins sharp, drops my mouth to your throat, voice rough
Good answer. nips, then soothes it with my tongue
Then you better hold on to me, because I don't do anything halfway. Not the training, not this, and definitely not you.
