Craving Constellations by Nicole Jacquelyn

Author:Nicole Jacquelyn [Jacquelyn, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Erotica, Contemporary Romance
Amazon: B00EUBF8NY
Goodreads: 17859911
Published: 2013-08-27T04:00:00+00:00

I just barely kept myself from collapsing on top of Dragon after I came. Both of our chests were heaving, and I just knew his ribs had to be killing him. When I looked down at him though, his eyes were closed. At first, I didn’t realize anything was wrong; my eyes had been closed just seconds ago. When I called his name though, I got no response. I was embarrassed that it took me a couple of minutes of staring at him before I comprehended that he’d passed out on me during sex. Seriously? That had to be some kind of record. I mean, I knew that dudes fell asleep after sex all the time, but this was mortifying. I didn’t know if he’d even finished. Ugh, how romantic.

I climbed gently off the bed, so I didn’t disturb him, but it probably wouldn’t have mattered. As I stood up to go to the bathroom and clean up, I felt the mess we’d made between my legs. Yep, he’d finished. And we hadn’t used a condom. Fan-freaking-tastic. I didn’t know how I hadn’t thought about it beforehand. No, that was a lie. I knew why I hadn’t questioned it. As stupid as it was, this was Dragon. The minute he touched me, I was out of my mind for him. He’d always had that effect on me. Unfortunately. Did all thoughts completely leave my mind? No. However, when he was touching me, all other things seemed inconsequential in comparison. No condom? Eh, no biggie. Not sure of your relationship? Eh, no biggie. Not sure how long you’ll be living here? Eh, no biggie. He might have an old lady still? Eh, no biggie. I was an idiot when it came to him.

With all of those thoughts running through my head, I tossed on my nightshirt and shorts and grabbed a pair of panties. I wasn’t going to put them on until I cleaned up. I didn’t need to keep all those sperm that close to me for any longer than necessary. Plus, wet panties? Gross.

I quietly made my way to the bathroom and shut the door behind me. One glance at the mirror above the sink had me stopping and staring. I hardly recognized myself. My hair was a rat’s nest all over my head, my lips looked like they’d been injected with collagen, and my cheeks and chin were beet red with a severe case of whisker burn. But I looked happy, sated. It freaked me out. I didn’t know that person anymore—the person who got whisker burn, the one who had curly hair and shining eyes. I hadn’t been that person in five years.

Suddenly, a panic attack started, and I did the only thing I could do. I turned the shower on as hot as I could stand it and stepped in. I needed to look like me again. Things were getting too confusing. I had all of these old clothes to wear, Trix had started leaving toys

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