Page 67 of Torrid Passion
CHAPTER 11
Kyla
For a moment, I have no idea where I am.
I try to move.
Ow, ow, ow.
My aching body reminds me I rode a fierce stallion over, and over, and over again.
Dear God.
As my senses awaken, I feel a heavy weight pressing against my tummy. Loki’s face is inches away from mine, his deep breathing a reminder of our raunchy night. With a mental countdown, I look down the length of my body. I’m wrapped up in the bed sheet, Loki asleep beside me with his strong arm resting on my stomach. I blink, confused by the sunlight coming through the windows.
What time is it?
I carefully lift my head and look at the clock on the nightstand.
Six o’clock?
I gasp inwardly.
Shit. I have to get out of here.
As I ponder on how I’ll be able to escape Loki’s hold, he slides his arm off me and shifts so he’s now sleeping on his stomach.
My lucky break.
Slowly, I push the sheet off my body and carefully creep from the bed. Like a spy in the night, I tiptoe around the room picking up my heels, skirt, blouse and bra. When I locate my shredded panties, I shake my head in amazement.
Savage brute.
Once I know I’ve left nothing behind, I head to the door. I’m just about to exit, but stop and turn around to look at my fake boyfriend once again. Even when he sleeps, Loki is the epitome of scrumptiousness.
What a difference a day makes.
Staring at his long frame, I’m transported back to our last dirty session… just a few hours ago. His ability to make me come hard every single time is uncanny. Loki’s insatiable appetite is something else. I think we’d still be at it had it not been for the fact my sore pussy desperately needed a break. I lost count of how many heart-stopping orgasms he gave me. The man is a magician. Scratch that. He’s therealpussy-whisperer. He surely knows how to use his monster cock. That mouth and those fingers are pretty fierce as well.
Yesterday Hayden was quick to remind me Loki was nothing more than a silly fantasy. Sure, I was praying for it to become a reality, but what were the odds given I hadn’t seen him in three years?
I can’t help my smile when I remember how completely I surrendered. And how much I loved every single sinful second of it. It was truly a toe-curling experience. So much more than I ever could’ve imagined.
Intense.
Deep.
Scorching.
Sensual.
Perfect.
Time to go! You need to pack.
I tiptoe out of the bedroom and get dressed hastily. Since I’m going at it blind, I’m certain I must be quite the vision. I consider heading to the bathroom to assess the damage, but decide against it. I’m sure I wouldn’t be the first one to slip out of the Quintus Hotel a little more disheveled than when she walked in.At least I was properly fucked.It’s best to get out of here. Fast. The last thing I want is for Loki to wake up. I don’t want him to feel like I’m putting him on the spot. It was one night. He never promised more.
One night of pure unadulterated pleasure that I’ll hold close to my heart forever.
