Chapter 93 Anywhere

• Struggling against the blanket of heat that was now suffocating me, I tried to push it off, but it wouldn’t budge. It had the opposite effect. It pulled me in and squeezed. Grumbling, I fight sleep, which is hard because I’m drained. I’m not getting anymore shut eye when I’m sweating my ass off. The first thing I see is a wall of pure muscle and my throat is dry and my nipples pebble as I recalled everything that happened last night.
• Instead of being bathed in sunlight, a barrier was on top of the glass and blocked it out. This kept the rays from coming in through the ceiling. Except for the double doors on the other side of the room. Even in his sleeping state, his cock is thick and long against my belly. My lips spread in a wolfish grin as I think of waking him up with my mouth, but my stomach growled, reminding me there are more important things than sex. Food.
• “Andrius…” My voice is raspy with sleep and I suspect from all the moaning I did last night. He doesn’t answer, doesn’t move. I made a second attempt at escaping, and this time, he didn’t stop me. Rolling until I get to the edge, I sit up and push off quickly and as quietly as possible. I peered back at him and when I confirmed he was still asleep, my shoulders sagged in relief. As much as I wanted to go down and rifle through the kitchen, the double doors called to me.