10. - – Micah
CHAPTER TEN
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MICAH
Scarlett is still gasping for breath when I finally pull myself together. Some of her hair has escaped her braid and forms a messy halo surrounding her head. A red flush takes over her normally pale complexion. She looks fucked out and well used, laying sideways across my bed.
Just how I want her.
I drag myself out of bed and scoop her up, positioning her body properly on the bed. Kissing her forehead, I push her hair back. “I’ll be right back.”
Scarlett grunts and closes her eyes in response. A smile breaks out across my face, and I dash to the bathroom. I wet a facecloth with warm water and stop in the kitchen to grab her a bottle of water.
When I head back to my bedroom, Scarlett’s eyes are open and she fixed her hair into a messy bun. I smile and hand her the water bottle, then gently wipe my cum from between her legs.
“Thank you. I don’t think I’ve been cleaned up by someone else before. Normally, I just get the cum rag thrown at me,” she says with a giggle.
“Yeah, I don’t roll like that. I clean up my mess. Though I would rather you stay filled with my cum. But there’s always next time,” I state and climb into bed beside her.
Scarlett drains half of the water, then cuddles into my side, her head on my chest. A content feeling washes over me and I trace circles on her shoulder.
“I’m glad you came to class today. Since Saturday, I’ve been trying to figure out a non-creepy way to contact you again.”
Scarlett tilts her head up, a smirk on her face. “I feel like after a girl blocks you, anyway would be creepy.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right. But hey, if I can survive being knocked out by your tits, and you can handle a kickboxing class without taking anyone out, we can handle anything. Just next time you sucker punch me, you better still be here when I come to,” I tease and earn a playful slap on my chest.
“Asshole.”