While She Sleeps

Pushing my way through the doors, I step into the waiting elevator and hit the button for the top floor. With every passing number, I wonder what she’s been up to. I have a feeling Vera’s been snooping, but I know there’s nothing I want to hide from her. Even if she’s gotten into my computer, there aren’t any secrets between us, not anymore.

After I open the apartment door and step inside, I shut myself in and call out, “Vera?” but get no response in return. “Beauty?” I call to her again, but still, she doesn’t reply. My feet move quickly as panic sets in, and thoughts of my father doing something to her while I was in his office makes me race up the steps toward the bedroom.

None of the other doors are open, and when I step into the bedroom, I find her on the bed, her body wrapped between the sheets, her back bare to my gaze as the material covers her pert ass.

She’s naked.

She’s asleep.

And my zipper gets even tighter.

“Vera?” I whisper as I move toward the bed. When I reach the mattress, I find a note on the pillow beside her. Picking it up, I scan her neat, scrawled handwriting.

My Broken Prince,

I want to try this. I want you, inside me. Even if I’m not completely lucid. I love you, Logan, and I trust you, no matter what.

Your Sleeping Beauty

“You bad fucking girl,” I mumble to myself while shaking my head. I cannot believe she did what I told her not to do. Thankfully, she didn’t leave the goddamned apartment. Setting the note on the nightstand, I go to her, tugging at the soft sheet, and it falls away, gifting me a view of her smooth, curvy body.

Her ass is pert, the cheeks calling to me to touch her. Spine sneaking from her neck down to her beautiful behind. I want to lick my way from bottom to top. Her thighs are slightly splayed, one knee bent at a ninety-degree angle, offering me a glimpse of her smooth pussy.

Her long, dark hair is fanned across the pillow, her pouty lips slightly parted as she breathes deeply. She’s completely and utterly at my mercy, and my cock happily throbs against the material of my jeans, wanting a taste of her tight, sweet cunt.

This is pure torture.

I shouldn’t do it.

But I know nothing can stop me now.

31

Logan

Tugging at my T-shirt, I pull it up over my head. My hands move quickly, unbuttoning my jeans and pushing them down my thighs. Keeping my boxer briefs on, I scoot onto the bed behind Vera.

She’s warm and soft. I trail my fingers over her shoulder, reveling in the tiny goosebumps that rise on her skin. A small whimper falls from her lips as I make my way over her breast, taunting the nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I twist it, tugging until it hardens into a peak. My mouth waters to taste her, but I refrain for now. Instead, I move my hand to the other nipple, finding it pebbled, and I offer it the same attention as the first.

Her body is perfect. Even with small, silver stretch marks in places, and the gentle nips of what I can only assume are scars from childhood, she still is utter perfection. I lower myself toward her thighs, tugging her gently until she’s on her back, her legs splayed, offering me a view of her smooth, yet perfectly trimmed cunt.

The mound has a dark patch of hair, but the lips of her pussy are smooth, and I can’t stop my thumbs from tenderly touching them, feeling her warmth. I open her to my gaze, taking in the slightly wet, glistening pink of her entrance.

I lean in, my nose inches from her as I take a long, deep inhale. Her scent is like a drug shot right into the vein. The high is like nothing I’ve ever experienced.

No noise comes from her mouth, but when I make contact with her pussy, my tongue lashing the smoothness, a gentle mewl tumbles from her, and I continue my ravaging of her tight, beautiful cunt.

With every lap of her, I feel her wetness coating my tongue. I can’t stop, my eyes shut tight as I focus on her, only her. I don’t think about anything outside this moment of contact. My tongue darts into her, tasting the sweetness, and I’m lost, a man in the middle of an ocean, and all I want is her as my savior.

Her body trembles and I can’t help but enjoy the way she’s responsive, but not coherent. The darkness clouds my mind as I think about taking her right now. Shaking my head, I taunt her with my index finger, teasing her entrance as I slide one digit into her tight pussy. The gentle pulses of her cunt feel like heaven when I slide in and out gently.