Lola

Bliss 6

I was awoken the next morning by Dexter's morning wood pressing against my thigh. I rolled my eyes and looked at him. He wasn't even up yet. Hope it was a good dream Dex because Im going to kick your ass. I don't need to be up for another 3 hours. I growled silently and closed my eyes trying to go back to sleep.

Ugh I cant, its like a goddamn sharp stick. And an annoying one too, the one that the kid that has a crush on you keeps poking you with and being mean to you because that's how boys are. I groan quietly and roll onto my side so we are laying face to face. Less pokey pokey, more chance he will try to kiss me given our faces are inches apart, eh ill take that over his d**k poking me constantly. At least this way I get some more sleep. I close my eyes again and drift back off to sleep.

The poking is back. I swear to god Dexter. I open my eyes and look at my alarm clock then at him. He is awake this time. "30 minutes before my alarm Dexter? Seriously?" He smiled and brought his face closer to mine, our lips probably a few centimeters apart. "Sorry babe, can't control morning wood. You know that. But you could help me get rid of it." He smirked and I stared at him. "I don't have s*x with you to preserve your feelings Dexter. You love me and you'd want a relationship that I can't give you." He laughs a little. "I'd be fine babe. I wouldn't break to pieces if we f****d just because I have feelings for you." I rolled my eyes and raised an eyebrow at him. "So you could f**k me then be perfectly fine knowing I f****d some chick or some dude? Or better yet, if I f****d Dallas?" I smirked as he growled. "Knew it." He huffed, "Uh no. I just hate Dallas more than anything. And Im not okay with you sleeping with anyone else now, and we have never f****d, so what would change babe? Ill get jealous either way, shouldn't I get a taste? Or are you afraid that if you f**k me you might feel something for someone again?" He teased me but it made me angry, like I had something to prove. I pressed my body against his, earning me a groan. I closed the distance and kissed him roughly, my fingers gripping his hair and pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. There was nothing gentle about it, I didn't need to be gentle with Dex. I bit his bottom lip harshly and tasted his blood. I smirked into the kiss, licking the blood from his lip. Mm. He gave me access to his mouth and I made him taste his own blood. The fact that he let out a low moan turned me on more than I thought it would. I pulled away and took a deep breath, watching him lick his bottom lip that was still bleeding a bit. Hot damn. I don't think I've ever been so attracted to someone before. But Dex knows the real me so that's probably why. I look at him, hiding my lust behind my cold dead insides. "See. Nothing. No sparks." I sat up and stretched, not wanting to look at him for fear he would see through my lie. He snorted and ran his hand up my back in a squiggly pattern lightly causing me to shiver. He smirked and leaned over, kissing my lower spine, right above my panties. "You sure there were no sparks because I think your body says otherwise and I felt bombs going off." He whispered against my skin, his lips trailing the path of my spine. Why does he have to make this so difficult? No. Just tell him no. Just say you can't. You feel nothing even though that kiss felt like an atomic bomb had just blown up. Say it. Say it. Say it. "Uh. I need to go get ready." I jumped up and ran into the bathroom locking the door. Coward. Dexter laughed on the other side of the door. "Hey babe?" He shouted from the other side. "What Dexter!" I growled. "You left your clothes out here babe so you'll be coming out all wet and naked for me. Not to mention, you running away only confirmed everything. Horny babe? Wanna f**k?" I punched the door, his laughter irritating me more than his truthful words. He is not staying over anymore. There will never ever be a repeat of this morning if I can help it.

I took my shower and luckily Dexter had to leave and go do something, so he couldn't corner me or pin me against the wall when I got out the shower. I blow dried my hair, brushed it and put it in a tight, professional bun. I dried my body and put on a white lace bra and panties set. I then put on a flowy white top along with a cream colored pencil skirt, my top loosely tucked into my skirt. I added a thin black belt and black heels to my outfit before doing my makeup. I grabbed all my things for my day, including the two outfit changes I have to do, before heading out the door. I put all my things in the back seat of my Aston Martin and headed out to Carver industries.