Tossing and turning 2

Charlie could neither accept Godot sleeping on the floor nor convince her to let him sleep on a chair, so he could only compromise in the end or lie with Godot on an old wooden bed that was just big enough for the two of them to lie flat. But he refused Godot to take off his coat for him and clung to his jacket and slept in the bed because the temperature was low at night, with his arms pressed against the wall.

The two were lying on the bedside by the side with their backs facing the sky. Undoubtedly, this was the first time he was in the same bed with a woman in his life.

After a long time, Charlie turned to look at Godot from the side. This was also the first time he had observed a woman so closely, and he couldn't help but feel a little deer in his heart.

Although there is no light on, the moonlight pouring from the roof still allows you to see the beautiful facial features of the woman in front of you. He saw her tightly closed eyes, high nose, and slightly closed lips, allowing him to see the graceful lines of the other party's shoulders and necks. As he breathed, his eyes wandered down, stopping at her roundness half-covered with regular undulations.

It was such an energetic body that he had it for a while. A sense of shame instantly rose in his heart, accompanied by an embarrassment that he feared being caught by others without clothes on. He glanced at his trousers and couldn't help but say hundreds of swear words in his heart. He was not sure whether the other party had fallen asleep, but it was confirmed that he was afraid that he would not be able to sleep. Charlie was uncomfortable; his body was hot, his forehead and back were sweating, he was utterly sleepless, and his eyes were clear as he stared at the swaying shadowed ceiling. The more he tried to calm himself through breathing and physical relaxation, the more he could not calm down.

After an unknown amount of time, he guessed that the other party might have fallen asleep, and with curiosity that he couldn't tell the purpose, he turned slightly and faced Godot. Slowly reach her hand towards her belly. His fingers stopped on him with a force that was so light that he was not sure if he was touching the opponent until he vaguely felt the temperature coming from the contact between the fingertips and the body. At this moment, even in the face of Godot, who woke up, he could pretend that he just wanted to see if the other party was asleep. If the other party doesn't wake up, to be honest, he doesn't know what he wants to do. Soon, this tentative feeling excited him, and he slowly spread out his palm and pressed the entire palm to Godot's abdomen. The warmth from the palm of his hand made him have the illusion that he was using the heat of the palm of his hand to warm the coquettish delight of the woman in front of him. Accompanied by the other person's breathing, he felt that his palm was like a boat rising and falling on the black ocean. He didn't know where the sea would take him, but he felt at ease.

His hand did not stop on the undulating sea, and the waves brought by his breathing kept pushing it upstream, inch by inch, riding the wind and waves. Almost his boat came to the foot of the mountain, looking up at the peak, ready to worship the holy snowy mountain next. His hand stopped in the air. At this moment, he seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He had never been awake before. He felt that before something happened, this child's game should end.

Furthermore, he didn't know what had happened to him just now, so it could be like this. He retracted his hand, turned his back to the sky again, and took a deep breath. After a while, he turned to the wall, curled up, and closed his eyes, wishing to use all his strength to make himself fall asleep immediately.

At this moment, Godot on the side opened his eyes.