Kelsey
Iwake up late and confused about which parts of me are mine and which parts are his. A leg here, a
shoulder there. His hand cupped around my hip bone. It’s nice. “Good morning, Captain Clockwork.”
“You can’t call me that.” I smile and kiss his nose. “Tell me again how you feel about clocks.” “They’re
not the same as watches. I’m telling you.” “What if I strapped my little alarm clock to my wrist? That
can’t be a watch?”
“Nope.” I love how intense he is about this point. We end up in the shower. The water is hot and there
are tile patterns and skylights with plants up above, and we’re washing each other and I am laughing into
his collarbone about something, and then he’s shutting me up with his mouth.
He growls and lifts me up. He sets me onto a mosaic ledge. I clasp my legs around his hips, enjoying
the feel of his steely cock like a ridge against my sex.
My spine goes liquid. “Making his tiny clocks in his clock shop,” I gasp.
He growls and suddenly he’s pressing my breasts together, enjoying them with both hands somehow
getting his lips and tongue on both nipples at once which is a mind-blowing sensation. I really want to
have sex again.
“You know how many people have wanted to get into that workshop?” “Lots?” “Lots. But none of
them have gotten in. Not until you.” It takes me by surprise, this admission. He presses just the head of his
cock into my sex. I buck my hips. “More.” I want more of him. Not just physically, but I want to know
more. Why does he ke ep everybody out like he does?
“I’m out of condoms. I didn’t exactly expect this,” he says, slathering soap on my needy breasts.
“If it helps, I have a clean bill of health down there, including top-line birth control.”
“State of the art, huh.” He pulls back and looks in my eyes. “I’ve got a clean bill of health down there,
too. And I haven’t been with anybody since... It’s been a while.”
“Sounds like a go.” I kiss his jaw and then his lips. “Requesting all hands on deck and please lower
your tray tables and insert the cock firmly I—”
He shuts me up with a growly kiss.