i do not support ella in any way. this book is a comfort book for a lot of people and some people haven't finished yet.
"A killer who is afraid of guns and another who is afraid of the dark, huh? Quite the team."
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Cleo knows wha...
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Cleo thought that I was asleep, which was why she was very careful when she pushed my arm off her stomach and untangled our legs. Her touch was so gentle that goosebumps spread all over my body and I simply kept my eyes closed. For now.
I was awake for about two hours now, listening to her deep breaths as she slept, and enjoying the way she'd nuzzle up against my chest and thread her fingers in my hair, she always did this when we slept in the same bed.
She didn't even realize it, she'd often find a way to keep touching me, and it was funny because she wasn't a very touchy-feely person when she was awake.
The room smelled like sex and us, and it was a very good combination if things didn't end up awkward last night.
I was very fucking surprised when she mentioned Zayn, and then I was even more shocked when she admitted she liked me. I was afraid of her answer when I asked if she liked me, my heart had never beaten so fucking fast.
And she was very high, I knew that's why she answered me.
But before I could process or say anything back, she pulled away from me and made her way to the bathroom.
She was there for quite a while, I could hear the shower running, and then she just stayed there for nearly an hour.
And when she stepped out, she didn't even bother to get dressed, she just climbed onto the bed again, with her back turned to me.
Cleo fell asleep very quickly, I knew she wasn't pretending. I was very much awake though, still trying to catch my breath as the memories of what we did kept replaying in my mind. Fuck, every time we had sex it managed to be better than the last, and the tension was always there.
We both needed some distraction, Cleo more than anyone else. She had to relax, and when she asked me to make her feel good, there was no fucking way I'd say no. I could see she was desperate, she'd been crying too much for the past days and I literally had no idea what I could do to help.
So getting her mind off what was going on and making her come really fucking hard seemed like a good idea. I couldn't move as much as I wanted because of my wound, I actually wanted to heal and be in a good shape again because we'd need to go back in action soon.
I didn't mind watching her riding me, though what a fucking sight. Her full tits were jiggling in the most hypnotizing way and she was looking at me with so much hunger and desire that I knew I'd succeeded, her brain was focused just on us and she completely let go.
