Keeper_Harloe Rae by Rae Harloe

Author:Rae, Harloe
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: novel
Publisher: Crooked Tree Press
Published: 2020-02-03T16:00:00+00:00

Wisdom of Worth #18: Slumber parties are just as fun for adults.

Soft cotton slips along my skin when I shift, the clutches of a deep slumber beginning to release me. I nuzzle into the pillow while silently requesting five more minutes. Dozing has never been this comfortable, but piecing together why isn’t within my grasp. I’m ready to float away in a foggy abyss. A toasty blanket swaddles my lower half, leaving plenty of exposed skin to kiss the cool air. I’m greeted by a strong scent of fresh soap, spicy musk, and late night shenanigans.

A smile curls my lips as more recollections filter in. The veil of sleep is lifted, and awareness follows close behind. I’m in Decker’s bed, snuggling against him, after hours of twisting the sheets into knots. We intimately explored every inch of one another. There’s still misfiring taking place down south from all the epic orgasms.

My inner thighs are chafed the right amount of raw from his beard. The dull ache is a perfect combo of being sore without any real pain. I rub my legs together, sparking another mouthwatering reminder of endless pleasure. The lingering evidence gets me thrumming all over again. I can only imagine how my body will react once Decker has been inside of me. Tingles begin warming my lower belly and radiating through me.

A tiny twinge of disappointment nudges at me while I stretch further across the mattress. We didn’t end up having sex, but it’s impossible to be truly bothered. A prickle of hope sparks from deep within that the next experience comes soon. That step will happen when we’re ready.

As if listening to my dirty desires, a very insistent hardness prods at my butt. A goofy grin flutters over my lips. Morning wood isn’t a rumor. Decker’s feels very eager and particularly needy. With a glance over my shoulder, he appears so peaceful and relaxed. No strain hardens his features while he’s under the influence of dreams. His lids twitch, and he grips my hip in a stronger hold. I’m not going anywhere. Proving that point, steely arousal grinds into me. I bite my lip to trap a moan. Maybe he’s indulging in a fantasy about me. A girl can believe. There’s nothing wrong with a personal ego boost.

With a downward glance, I take further stock of our situation. One very muscular, tattooed arm is slung over my bare torso. I use this as an opportunity to trace the lines of art adorning his skin. An abstract map of Wyoming spans over his biceps. Bursts of bright colors extend from the design. There’s an old-school pocket watch, motorcycle parts, a pair of wings, blooming flowers, tribal symbols, and a garden of skulls, quotes weaving within and around the objects. One really resonates with me. Give in as if pain doesn’t exist. The words make me pause. I want to know the details behind each permanent drawing etched onto his canvas. But that can wait.

Inspiration strikes, far naughtier than anything I would’ve tried mere days ago.

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