Chapter 300

I’m shocked the next morning to see that I wake before Kent. I watched him set the alarm for an ambitious six hours after we fell asleep, which will be in about…five minutes, I see, as I peck at the clock now.

Part of me is tempted to wake him like he woke me yesterday – with my hands on his naked body, touching the secret places I like to touch. But as I study his sleeping face – his brows drawn together even in repose, his full lips slightly parted, his black stubble rough on his jaw and cheeks

I find that the only thing I can really do is…

Well, stare at him.

Christ, I think to myself, shaking my head a little. He’s just… really fucking hot.

And then, almost as if he heard my thoughts, Kent’s shoulders twitch, and then he breathes in a deep breath, and his eyes begin to flutter open.

The first thing Kent does is focus on me as he blinks awake, and I blush as I realize that he’s caught me just…staring at him.

But before I can do anything else, Kent lets out a feral little

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and pulling me close. I give a little shrick that makes him laugh as he

who is the bat,” he murmurs, “who stays up all night, staring

thick hair as he begins, again, to kiss my neck, my shoulders,

me for a long moment in the eye before kissing me soundly. Far too soon he pulls away, glancing over at the

sits up, then, looking down at me. Studying me. “Are you ready for today, Fay?” he

moan, turning away and burying my face in the pillow. “It’s not

and pulls the pillow away from me, tossing it to the floor and rolling his body over top of mine, grabbing me by the wrists and pinning my arms above my head. “Well,

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heavier as his weight pins me down to

you want me to do to you, Fay?” Kent murmurs, dipping his head to kiss my neck and then running the broad length of his tongue up the

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or honestly, letting him do

and I stare up at him, confused.

looking steadily down into my face. “How do you want me to fuck you, Fay? Because I’m going to

at the frank way he states this not that it isn’t working for me, just – I blush and look away, because I’ve never had to do the talking before, and I have no

cheek instead, turning me back to him. “No. Don’t blush,”

at him,

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