Chapter 16 - Rowen
Iwoke up especially early, hoping to catch sight of my beautiful creature in the wild, wanting to check on her without admitting why.
I’d fucked her so hard the night before, she’d cried in my arms until she fell asleep.
Avery had confessed some deep shit to ‘Michael’.
To be honest, I was beginning to think I wouldn’t be able to keep up the charade for much longer.
I needed her to know it was me, needed to see the shock in her eyes, needed her to realize only I could make her feel satisfied and indulge her darkest fantasies.
She’d need time to accept it was me, sure, but it wouldn’t take her long to admit we were made for each other.
I felt her before I saw her, my pulse quickening and skin heating in response. Her soft footsteps were unmistakable. It was a sound I’d always recognize, just like her breathy little moans.
She padded into the kitchen, hair in a messy bun, shoulder peeking out from the oversized lavender tee, legs bare.
I wanted to eat her for breakfast. I wanted to throw her on the counter and start our morning in pure bliss.
She was facing away from me, unaware she wasn’t alone. Her ass swayed as she hummed to herself, tempting me, practically begging for me to grab it. Once her coffee was made, she turned and stopped short.
Most would’ve been offended or upset at the flicker of disgust that flashed across Avery’s face, but I loved it. It meant she saw me, and even though her eyes were full of hatred, they also held a fierceness I was hooked on.
My fierce little kitty.