Chapter Thirty-Three
Michaela
Ever get pulled awake by an orgasm? Most unsettling when you weren’t dreaming beforehand. At least not consciously.
Peacefully unaware, then hello.
helloMy moans were loud without censorship.
Lincoln pushed the covers off his head, revealing he’d had his face between my legs. “There she is.”
My heart beat rapidly and I panted for breath. The alarm clock said the sun wasn’t up, yet. “Really?”
“I woke up hungry.”
“That’s what the kitchen is for.” I was groggy from sleep and endorphins.
“Really?” He pumped his fingers inside me, making me aware they’d been there the whole time, and I moaned through the sensitivity. “Why would I leave the bed when there’s a sweet snack right here?” He removed his fingers and sucked my juices off.
Staring into my eyes.
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