Forcing myself to move away from the bed, I walk out into the living room and make my way back upstairs. Going back out to the car, I gather all the bags I packed, then I get the travel crate out of the back that has Max in it. He starts meowing as soon as he sees me.
“I’ll get you out in a minute,” I say, realizing then that I just talked to a cat.
I carry everything downstairs in two trips, before double and triple-checking all the locks. When I get back into the bedroom, Dove still hasn’t moved. Not that I expected her too. I gave her quite a strong sedative. I wouldn’t be surprised if she sleeps for the rest of the day.
Allowing myself to touch her face one last time, I cradle her cheek and press a kiss to the crown of her forehead before breaking away to take a shower.
Pulling out some clean towels, I walk into the bathroom and strip out of my clothing before turning the shower on. As soon as the room starts to fill with steam, I step beneath the spray. Leaning against the tile, I let the water beat down on my tired muscles.
My cock is still harder than steel, and my balls are aching, begging me for release. The image of her in my bed doesn’t help matters and only makes me crave the warmth of her body more. Taking myself into my hand, I give the rod a hard stroke, causing a hiss of pleasure to slip past my lips. Repeating the stroke, a little harder this time, I rub my thumb over the slit at the head of my cock.
Fuck. Letting my eyes drift closed, I envision my hand as Dove’s pussy, my hips thrusting forward, my cock moving in and out of her furiously, claiming her like I’ve always wanted to. Squeezing myself a little harder, I picture her clenching around me, her lips parted, her cheeks red, and her beautiful eyes frenzied with heat. Thrusting into my hand a little harder and faster at the image, it doesn’t take long before I explode.
Ropes of sticky come leave my cock and land against the tile before the water washes it away. I barely keep myself standing upright, the orgasm rocking me straight to the core. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve allowed my mind to wander like this, to use Dove as an image to jack off to. I’ve seen her naked on camera so often, I know every curve of her nude body, but I’ve never got the chance to feel them, never got to touch her soft skin.
It’s almost too tempting now, I have her here with me, and I’m no longer forced to hold back. Soon enough, I’ll be giving us both the pleasure we desperately deserve.
Finishing up my shower, I wash my body and hair and then rinse.
When I’m done, I get out and dry off before wrapping the towel around my waist. Walking back into the bedroom, my eyes immediately fall on the sleeping form on the bed. My gaze never wavers as I drop the towel and start getting dressed. Even though I just came, my dick is already stirring back to life again. Shit, I need to get a grip.
Trying to keep myself occupied and my mind anywhere but on Dove, I unpack the bags I brought and get everything else situated. Once done, I take a seat on the edge of the bed and stare at her. Now I just have to wait for my sleeping beauty to wake up.
9
The first thing I notice when I wake is the pain radiating through my head. It feels like someone is trying to pry my skull open. The second thing is the silky sheets my cheek is pressed against, and that alone gives me enough steam to force my heavy lids open.
For one single moment, all I am is confused, then like a freight train, the events come rushing back to me. All the confusion is shoved aside as fear and panic overtake me.
Eyes as black as night. The prick of a needle in my neck. Promises of love.
My stomach churns, and a wave of dizziness slams into me as I scan the room, my gaze darting around, looking for an exit, for him. When I don’t see anyone, I look down at my body and find that I’m still completely clothed.