Chapter 104 Making The Most Of The Morning

• Grabbing my pants, I stomped back into the bedroom so he’d know I didn’t like being a prop without warning. Charles followed along, snatching me around the waist and kissing the back of my neck.
• “Sorry,” He murmured. “The plan to test if they were listening in was kind of an impulse.”
• He rubbed himself along my mostly naked body and then stopped with a sigh. “You were right about being tired. As much as I would love to have additional impulses…” He pressed his hips to mine, soft and warm. “As you can see, it looks like I need a good night’s sleep to recuperate.”