I sank myself further into the warmth enjoying the comfort and then I opened my eyes with a jolt. The room was pitch dark and I am face to face with a hard chest. We are naked. Very naked. Skin to skin and it feels good. I need to leave. But I can’t see anything much. I just need to find the edge of the bed and the door?
I laid there thinking. Last night was…. I needed to leave. His arm is slung around me and I try as gently as I can to remove it. Why is his arm so heavy? What the hell does he feed on? I try my best to move his arm over my head and now it’s to move off of the bed without making any sound. His breathing still looked steady as I tried to gage him in the dark.
The minute I moved backwards I had to still myself biting on my inner cheek. I’m sore, so sore. I try taking deep
