My Guys : A Reverse Harem by B.M. Schaub

Author:B.M. Schaub [Schaub, B.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The sun wakes me this morning and I reach over and feel an empty bed next to me. It’s Sunday and we have one more week left at The Academy before graduation. All testing was already taken care of at my last school and I’m technically already prepared to graduate but I go for the practicality of it. It’s easy and it’s something to do every day. It’s a way to see them.

I roll over and sit up. I can still feel the mess we made between my legs. I look down and cringe. It was so hot falling asleep to it being left inside me but now I just feel kind of gross. I immediately stalk across the room to the en-suite and turn on the shower. It doesn’t take long for me to wash my hair, using his two in one shampoo and conditioner. Now that’s some guy shit right there.

I stand in front of the mirror, in the towel and try to comb my fingers through my matted locks. It takes a while but I finally manage to get it free of tangles. I head into the room and realize I don’t have any clothes to wear so I open a few drawers to find a plain white T-shirt and a pair of his boxers. I end up having to roll them multiple times before they fit halfway decently but it'll do.

Once I’m dressed the door opens and Trae pokes his head in. “Hey, I was just coming to wake you for breakfast,” he says. He looks at what I’m wearing and his eyes heat up.

I back away shaking my head with a smile. “Don’t look at me like that, Trae,” I say. Then I motion to my vagina. “She needs at least twelve hours to recuperate after yesterday and the day before. I’m so sore it’s not even funny,” I mumble out the last bit hoping it’ll keep him from throwing himself at me. I truly am sore. Who wouldn’t be?

His face immediately changes to one of concern and he steps into my personal space and cups my face. “Is there anything I can do? We have some painkillers but they’re over the counter so I don’t know how well they’ll work,” he says. He continues studying me and I smile.

“No, I just need to give myself a break for a few hours. Then you can have me all over again.” I push to my toes and place a kiss on his lips.

To this admission, he smiles and nods his head. Then he grabs my hand and drags me out of the room towards the kitchen that Damien is finishing up cooking in.

“Do you always handle the cooking, Damien?”

He looks back over his shoulder and smiles. “I like to cook. It’s calming actually. When I’m not at the house with Lydia, I normally try to cook for these two bozo’s so they aren’t eating "take out" twenty-four seven.” I could marry that one. I smile at him and take the same seat I took yesterday.

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