Page 58 of Tempt Me Forever

Chapter Seventeen

Kimberly

Iyawned, turned fromone side of the bed to the other, and bumped into a wall of muscle. Drake was still asleep. My heart went from a steady rhythm to beating so fast, I felt it might jump out of my chest. Last night came back to me in a rush, and my face exploded into a satisfied grin. Oh yeah, the three orgasms still had a lingering effect.

I moved as gently as possible, sitting up against the pillow and watching him. He was on his belly, hugging the pillow under his head. One leg was straight, the other bent at the knee. The muscles of his ass and calves looked delicious, almost like he was posing. The man was unreal.

Touching is better than watching,the devil on my shoulder egged me on.

My fingers itched with the need to brush against his skin. I had to get out of bed before I woke him up. He deserved his sleep after last night’s performance.

I slipped into the bathroom, closing the door carefully, and almost gasped when I caught sight of myself in the mirror.How did my hair end up looking like this?It hadn't been great yesterday evening either, but this was insane.

I immediately went into the shower, thanking all the saints that I'd brought my conditioner with me; otherwise, I'd probably have to cut out all the knots. I'd always had difficult hair. It was why I very often kept it braided so it couldn't knot up.

After getting out of the shower, I used my trusty bright pink detangler and effortlessly brushed it until it looked completely knot-free. I didn't want to use the hairdryer yet because it would wake Drake up for sure.

Just thinking about him brought a smile to my lips. This trip was definitely not going the way I'd expected, and I wasn't even sorry. For the first time, I was blissfully happy, and I wasn't waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I opened the door, peeking outside. To my astonishment, Drake wasn't in bed anymore. He'd gotten up and didn't attack me in my shower? After telling me yesterday that he wished I'd been there with him?

Hmm.I was getting suspicious.Where is he?

"Thank you. Yes, we'll have coffee as well," I heard him say from the living room.

I wrapped a towel over my body and another one around my hair before going up to meet him. He was still naked. My fingers tingled again.

Touch, touch, touch, my brain singsonged.

"You're up," I said.

He turned around, looking me up and down. I felt butt naked beneath his gaze even though the towel was so huge it covered every bit of me.

"I ordered us breakfast. I thought you'd spend more time in the bathroom and wanted to surprise you. They have pancakes."

Something funny happened to my stomach. It seemed to flutter and then completely still. "Thanks."

He grabbed the robe from the couch, putting it on himself.

"Why did you do that?" I asked.

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