Always You

18

Kongpob's POV

It's awfully creepy to watch someone sleep. It's even creepier when you continue the act for days on end. In no case do I condone it and whoever performs it should be behind bars!

But it's an entirely different story when that someone is your boyfriend. And if he is as breath taking as mine, then it's in fact a crime to do anything other than ogle him while he snores noisily on your chest.

My fingers weaved through Arthit's hair, feeling its softness rubbing my coarse skin. My neck meanwhile, was straining to catch a glimpse of his face. After a few unsuccessful endeavours, I stopped trying completely and simply shifted my body downwards, to settle his head on my shoulders. A brilliant move that presented a complete view of his pink lips, the deep hollows on either side, the cute as a button nose and the thick lashes skirting his shut eye lids.

I tipped my head to kiss the yummy dimples, evoking a moan from Arthit. He nuzzled my neck and called out my name in his sleep. Such a sultry little kitten, even when he's asleep. My, already far from soft, morning wood leapt at the sensual call. However, to my disappointment, it was just an hour before it would be time to leave for work.

I blew into his ear, instantly making him flap his hand around, which happened to precisely swat my cheek.

"Oww, Arthit!" I groaned, rubbing my face.

He popped a single eye open and pulled my face down, kissing it repeatedly. Mumbling a drowsy sorry, he went right back to dreamland.

Brat.

"Arthit, baby, it's already seven thirty. Wake up."

Doesn't this go the other way round? With the secretary running the boss's schedule? The norms were certainly dead and buried altogether for us.

I brushed our noses together, snuggling deeper into him. When that didn't work, I tickled his bare hips lightly with my index finger.

"Ahh, stop it! Just a few more minutes please!" He cried between peals of laughter.

I continued tickling him all over until he finally snapped his eyes open. Instead of getting up he pulled me on top of him, cuddling me in his warm arms.

"It's your fault that I am so tired! It'll be a wonder if I am able to even stand upright after being bent in the most unnatural ways. The least you can do is give me a couple more minutes to overcome last night's gymnastics."

I grinned to myself, picturing the previous night's sexcapades. U huh, four continuous rounds could definitely do that to you.

"Stop smiling and go back to sleep."

He kissed the top of my head, making me exhale loudly in contentment. Yep, a couple more minutes sounds perfect.

XXXXX

"Hey, Kong?"

Will I ever stop sighing dreamily every time Arthit calls me that? After a month of dating, the word still makes me want to tap dance my way to wherever he is.

"Hey what's up?"

"Did you by any remote chance, any at all, announce to the entire marketing team that we're dating?"

His voice was sickly sweet, too sugary for my liking. Shit. Shit. Shit. I knew he'd know of it sooner or later.

"Not the entire team of course. Maybe a couple of -"

Before I could finish, the line was brutally cut off, making me wince. I could only imagine the tornado that was whirling its way to me. I mentally counted to twenty, gripping the armrests of my chair tightly.