Page 41 of Beautiful Deceit
"Books," I murmur into his chest.
"I love books," he sighs deeply.
Chapter 11
Iwake up slowly, with the realization that Beau is still wrapped around me. His hot breath fans on the back of my neck. I'm desperate to get up. I slide my legs away from his then turn to roll, but his hand holds me tight.
"Where you going?" Comes out muffled as his face is buried in my neck.
"I gotta get up," I was hoping he'd stay asleep, so I could get cleaned up and dressed.
"Go back to sleep," he demands and shifts to get comfortable again.
"Beau, I need to clean up and stuff."
"Uh-uh. I already licked you clean, and I'm comfortable. Shush." He did not just shush me.
"Don't you shush me, you shusher, I need to pee."
He growls but relents. I rush into the bathroom, only remembering when I close the door that I didn’t grab any clothes. I check the laundry I did last night, but I never threw the load into the dryer. I have to go back out there naked.
I take care of business and cover myself as much as possible before peeking out the door.
I hope he fell back asleep.
It feels weird to parade around in just my panties. I sigh when I see his eyes are closed. He looks quite nice lying in my bed deliciously nude.
His body takes up all the space of my queen-sized bed. His feet are close to hanging over the edge. He’s sprawled out in his belly.
I pad quietly to my wardrobe and find an emerald green demi cup bra with small, black satin bows low on the straps. I slip it on and search for something to wear. I pull my legs through grey leggings and tug a cream cashmere sweater with french cuffs over my head.
Presentable but still comfy.
I turn around to see Beau's eyes are open, watching me, "You’re are such a creeper." He grins big, without regret.
"Can you blame me? That was quite a show," he's a charmer.
I quickly change the subject, "I'm a little low on groceries. You want to come with or stay here and be lazy?"
"Neither," he grumps, still not moving.
"Who knew a big, strong man like you'd be wiped out after one little orgasm?" I tease.
"I see you found your naughty again Sweets, but there was nothing little about me coming down your throat. You needing a reminder?" From charming to cocky in an instant.
I roll my eyes, "Whoa big guy, I was just teasing you. No demonstration needed."
"That's what I thought," he huffs jokingly.
"I would like to go. You’re welcome to stay here if you'd like. I also need to run by the store to grab a few things so I can work from home. I can still do a few things from here."
Beau finally rolls over, completely unabashed with his nudity. It’s not like he has reason to be anyway.
"I like this bed. That was the best nap, but it needs to be bigger though." He stands and stretches his shoulders back and rolls his head around, before pulling his pants back on, leaving them unbuttoned as he grabs his shirt and pulls it over his head. He sits to put his socks and brown boots back on.
I'm mesmerized by the simple act, I watch each of his muscles shift with the small movements.
"You like watching too Sammy," his voice breaks through the fog. I tut at being caught staring.
