Chapter Fifty-Two

“I need to go to the bathroom,” Kelsey sighed, trailing her hands along my shoulders, goading me to let her go. I dropped my hands to her waist, guiding her off my now half stiff shaft. 

Laying back on the bed, resting my arms underneath my head, my body suddenly exhausted. I’d almost fallen asleep by the time she’d come back to bed. She didn’t say anything, but laid on her side, resting her head on her forearm.

I opened one eye, waiting for her to snuggle up against me, and was slightly disappointed she’d put a t-shirt on. Was she not a cuddler? I suppose I’d never had the desire to cuddle, either, but something about Kelsey’s body being pressed against me had opened my mind to the idea.

“Everything okay?” I asked, my voice gruff.

She didn’t talk at first, and it caused me to sit up. “Did I do something wrong?”

She shook her head. “No, it was fantastic, I’m not su