Page 16 of Badd Baby

By the time I got home, it was after three, and I should be exhausted and ready to crash, but instead I found myself antsy, agitated, and wired.

Thinking about Rune.

About that kiss.

Just revisiting the memory had my cock hardening into a painful erection that I couldn’t ignore. And all I could think about was her. Those soft, warm, wet lips melting against mine, her tongue sliding against mine. The swell of her tits against my arm and chest.

Fuck, I need her.

I need her naked.

I need her screaming my name.

I need those thick, strong thighs clamped around my face as I devour her essence.

My attempts to distract myself were futile. Xbox, TV, scrolling on my phone—none of it kept my attention for more than a few seconds before I found myself fantasizing about Rune all over again.

I open again tomorrow—I have to sleep. I can't be still awake at…fuck me. Four a.m.

Yet I couldn't sleep. I closed my eyes, and all I saw was her shocked face, those stunned sapphire eyes searching me as if looking for answers as to why that kiss was so much more than merely a kiss.

I saw her reaching for me, hands sliding down my chest, diving under my waistband. It was my hand gripping my cock as I lay in bed, not hers, but it was her in my mind. I saw her twisting her hair into a messy knot on the top of her head, saw her peeling out of her shirt to spill her full breasts into my waiting, greedy hands.

I stroked my cock slowly, envisioning her heavy, round tits in my hands, her plump lips swollen from our kiss, lips parting as she lowered her mouth to my cock—

My phone burbles on the bedside table, startling me out of my fantasy.

Who the fuck is FaceTiming me before dawn?

Rune.

Shit.

I answered, leaving the light off so the only illumination came from the bathroom, casting me in long, angled shadows. The screen flickered, revealing Rune in a similar scene: dimly lit, shadows bathing half her face. I only saw her from the neck up, the phone held close to her face.

"Hi," she whispered. "I couldn't sleep. I know I shouldn't call you at this hour, but I…"

"It’s fine," I murmured, “I wasn't asleep, either.”

My cock throbbed, ached, full and hard and heavy, my balls tight against my body with the release I had been so close to, now denied.

"Am I crazy," she asked, "or was that kiss…"

"Strangely intense?" I finished for her. “Yeah, it was." I sounded tense, even to myself.

"Are…are you okay?" she asked. “You seem…"

"I'm fine," I lied, my voice gravelly with arousal I couldn't hide.

"Duncan. I know you're lying. What's up?"

I shook my head. "Trust me, Rune, you don't want to know."

"Maybe I do." Her voice was low and raspy, her eyes sparking in the dim light.

"Thinking about you," I said, growling the words. “Supposed to be sleeping, but all I can think about is you. It's a fucking problem."

“Why do you think I'm still awake?" she murmured.