As soon as I opened my eyes, morning had greeted me. I think I was exhausted yesterday because I slept so well, or because I cried too much.
Rubbing my eyes, my attention was diverted to the man who was still sleeping on the sofa. Instantly my memory returned to yesterday's scene.
"I desperately wanna take you there." I gasped knowing what he meant. All I thought about was dirty things he would do.
His voice was a little hoarse and heavy making my voice get stuck in my throat.
"But ..." He put his fingers right on my lips. "Now's not a right time. You're not ready for it." I brake for a moment he gently stroked my lips. His face was getting closer, I could feel his warm breath on my face. However, what I'd been waiting for never came.
"Go to sleep." He left me wanting more. Besides knowing how to get me piss off, he was also really good at making me want him even more.
I groaned in a little disappointment. He smiled proudly, managed to make me messed up.