Page 33 of Sinners' Appetite
“How do you feel?” I ask, running my fingers through her tangled hair.
“So good,” she says, letting out a heavy breath. “I don’t think I’ve ever had that many orgasms in one night…”
“Hmm…well get used to it, baby girl., I laugh.
“Want something to drink?” she asks, standing to her feet.
“Sure. I’ll just have water, thanks,” I reply, watching her perfect ass disappear around the corner.
When she gets back, she has an over-sized t-shirt on, but nothing underneath. She hands me the water and plops down beside me on the couch, chugging her water back in seconds.
“Thirsty?” I tease.
She nods her head, swallowing the last amount. “Very.”
“If you let me stay the night, I’ll have something for you to swallow again later…”
Instead of the laugh I’m expecting, she looks to me in confusion. “You—want to stay here? Tonight?”
“If that’s okay with you…or I can head back over to Jeremy and Sammi’s, they prepped the couch for me anyway,” I assure her. I don’t want her to think that I’m some creep that won’t leave her alone after a taste of her sweet pussy.
“No…I mean…yes, I want you to stay…” her voice cracks.
“I like being around you,” I blurt out, not thinking twice about how corny it might sound coming out of my mouth.
She warmly smiles. “My room is a mess…”
“Did you at least make your bed?” I chuckle, reaching over to squeeze her upper leg.
She shakes her head. “I never make my bed.”
“Such a rebel…”
“Just wait until you see it.”
“Then show me. I bet it’s notthatbad.”
She laughs and stands up, holding her hand out for me to grab. She then leads me past the kitchen and into a short hallway, and we enter a large room to our left.
“Jesus, woman. What happened in here?” I tease.
“Go easy on me! I was on pain meds!”
“I’m kidding. It’s not even messy. Even your bed doesn’t look that bad.”
She turns to me and smirks. “Do you like to cuddle?”
“Before sleeping, yes…during sleep, no.” I reply.
“Oh, good!” she sighs in relief. “I like my space.”
“You seem like the type that would.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asks, placing her hands on her hips with attitude.
I start to laugh. “Nothing, baby girl,” I reply, reaching over to pull her close to me.
“I have to go take a bath…” I ignore her, instead reaching under her shirt to swipe my fingers through her still very wet pussy.
