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Despite jerking off, my dick is still rock hard and wanting Staci. I feel like a teenager again, needing to jerk off right after finishing.
Nothing will suffice until I’m emptying my balls inside Staci, but for now, I have to use what I have- my own two hands.
Grabbing the bottle of lube from under my sink, I eagerly make my way into my bedroom. It’s going to be a long, sleepless night.
I just hope my dick isn’t raw in the morning.
Chapter Five
STACI
Sex dreams are the best.
Especially when you wake up to an orgasm.
That’s how I woke up this morning. It wasn’t from the birds chirping or the sunlight shining through the curtains.
It was from the very erotic dream I had of Marc.
If real life Marc is half as good as dream Marc, then it’s a shame I stopped things last night.
I stretch my muscles and pull the cover over me, feeling more rested than I have in years. Marc’s guest bed is as soft as a cloud and the security of knowing I was safe led to me having a solid night of sleep- after I left Marc to his workout.
Getting dressed, I decide to keep Marc’s shirt on before throwing on my shorts. His shirt swallows me whole, so I use my hairband and tie the shirt on the side.
I quietly walk towards the kitchen to not wakeup Marc, letting my bare feet sink into the lush carpet of the hallway.
Looking through the cabinets, I can’t seem to find the coffee maker. I look through the bottom cabinets as well as the pantry but come up empty.
“Who in their right mind doesn’t drink coffee?” I mumble to myself.
A gentle laugh behind me gets my attention. Turning around, I see that Marc’s hair is wet; he must have just gotten out of the shower.
He looks good. He’s shirtless, like last night, and his muscles ripple with every movement. His lounge shorts hang dangerously low on his hips, leaving me craving to see more.
I almost forget what I am looking for before he got my attention.
“I don’t like the bitter taste of coffee, so I have no need for coffee.” Marc shrugs at my shocked expression.
“What gives you your jolt in the morning?”
There is no way I can function properly without coffee. Coffee is the elixir of my life.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Marc gives me a wink that has me blushing bright red.
The image of him masturbating in the shower clouds my brain and turns my inside to goo.
“I’m just kidding!” Marc says, interrupting my fantasy. “I usually have a protein shake and head to the gym, but today, I am going to cook us a great breakfast before we head to the studio.”
Marc gets out all the ingredients to cook a largebreakfast. He places the carton of eggs down on the counter before grabbing a pack of bacon from the bottom drawer in the refrigerator. He grabs the loaf of bread out of the pantry and places it next to the toaster.
When he bends over to get the frying pan out of the lower cabinet, my gaze immediately stares at his firm ass and sculpted thighs.
Marc really is the full package. He makes me feel safe and protected. He turns me into putty with one look, and his kisses can bring me to orgasm.
Not to mention he’s sexy as sin.
He stands up, turns back around, and sees me checking him out.