I stirred awake, touching the other side of the bed. The bed was cold and empty with no trace of Martin. The remnants of last night flooded my mind like a vivid dream as I woke up.
Every detail rushed back like flowing water: the size of his erection, the way it fit into my mouth, the taste of his lips and the way he f****d the hell of me. The way his eyes had locked with mine while we devoured each other. There was no affection in what we had, everything happened in the heat of the moment.
And there he was, standing at the edge of the bed, fully dressed in his sleek black suit, looking as polished as ever.
I couldn’t help the grin that spread across my face, my heart picking up speed. "Why didn’t you wake me up?" The words escaped before I could stop them, teasing, and playful.
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