Topsy Turvy Kinda Love, стр. 33

But then reality hits me again. I’m not in teacher mode. I’m just in my-lady-bits-need-man-meat mode. Don’t do it, Mia. I scold those lady bits like they have a brain.

Brooks moves and stretches beside me. Eight firm abs mesh up against the warmth of my stomach, and I almost moan at the feel of it but manage to keep my lips sealed. He stretches again but then freezes in place. Deep chocolate eyes open wide and gape at me. A smile crests his lips, exposing straight teeth, and I can’t help the smile my lips automatically form.

“Morning, handsome.” My voice is raspy like I’ve been screaming his name all night. Maybe in my dreams because he’s been taking those over too these days.

He leans over and presses his lips to my forehead while his hand slides up the curve of my hip. “Good Morning, beautiful pixie.” His voice is deep and gritty with morning breath, it scrapes along my soft skin and a shiver runs through me.

“I don’t understand why you call me that…” I shake my head, hiding my eyes. I don’t want him to see the chaos flaring within them. I should have gotten up and left this bed when he was still asleep. I clear my throat and attempt to move the conversation to something else.

“You have long wavy cotton candy colored hair; plus you’re short and cute, therefore you’re my pixie.”

I peel myself away from his body and feel instantly cold.

Alone.

“Well, judging by the massive rod you’ve been poking with me all morning, I’d say you enjoyed your first time sleeping with a girl…”

“I’ve never slept so well in my life.” His dark brown hair is disheveled in that effortless way that only guys can pull off.

I chuckle. “Your hair is priceless.”

He runs his fingers through a couple strands, and I resist the urge to do the same. “Um, yeah. It always looks like that when I wake up.”

I huff. “Of course it does. God, why do you have to give off this sexy and don’t care look? You’re killing me. All I want to do is jump on your massive cock and ride off into the sunset.”

A rosy hue covers his face, and he makes a show of looking around. “I see zero people stopping you right now.”

“Well, as much as I’d like to just go at it like rabbits. I need a couple minutes to freshen up. Plus, this morning breath thing… not working for me.”

A small nod and I roll out of bed. I run to the bathroom, pee quickly, and brush the gross off my teeth from the previous night. Strolling into his bedroom, I don my teaching outfit as I like to call it. Pulling my hair into a messy bun, I put on my fake reading glasses and another piece of sexy lingerie.

Brooks is spread across the bed when I walk back in. Arms crossed behind his head, puffing his chest out. Cock standing tall and proud like it’s ready for battle. Drool-worthy dimples coming out in full force, and damn, it’s hot. He winks at me and strokes once up and down his boxer covered length.

“Obviously, someone was paying attention the other day.”

“Well, I do tend to be a very good student.” He winks again and heat pools at my core. I’m so horny for him. It’s as if my body is drawn to him subconsciously. It craves his wants and desires or maybe just mirrors them back.

“Are you sure you can handle it? Sex…” My voice is husky with the desire to let him consume me. It’s been a hot minute since I got laid, and I need it. My lady bits are screaming timber ‘cause it’s literally going down this time. Or… maybe up.

“I’m going to give it my best shot.”

“Buckle in Brooks… it’s going down. There’s no rules, but one. No kissing. I’m sure you’ll be imagining your first time for a while now. So you run this thing. Touch me how you want to. Tell me how you want me to touch you. I’m in the passenger’s seat this morning.”