Page 72 of The Pretender

“Thank you.”

“Stay here. I’ll be right back.”

Balt climbs out of bed and I stretch. My body feels like gelatin and my eyelids are already heavy and trying to drag me back to sleep. I hear water running, and then a few seconds later I feel a warm cloth between my legs.

I murmur happily as Balt cleans me up, then kisses my shoulder while pulling the blankets over me.

“Go back to sleep, my beauty.”

“You’re amazing.”

His thick stubble tickles my cheek as he kisses me. “So are you. Sweet dreams, love.”

As my thoughts settle, I find myself replaying the night’s events, but mostly all the things Balt said to me. The worst thing I could do is catch feelings for this guy, but I’m not sure how to prevent it. The longer he stays, the more risk there is of that happening. It’ll suck that much more when he has to go back to his real life.

He climbs back into bed, pulling me close again, and kisses the back of my head. I’ll deal with that if and when it comes. For now, this is good.

“Wake up, darling.”

“Nooo.” I pull the pillow over my face. “Too early.”

“It’s almost nine.”

I flop the pillow off. “What?”

“We slept in.” Balt kisses my shoulder. “I made coffee.”

“Ugh. I’m so comfy, but coffee sounds nice.”

“We’ll have coffee, a nice hot shower, and then we’ll get back to work. How does that sound?”

I huff but give in. “Fine.”

Balt chuckles. “There you go. Come on.”

He pulls me up by my wrist. I crack one eye open, and when I see he’s still naked, it makes waking up a lot easier.

He smiles at me. “Morning, love.”

“Morning.” I climb out of bed and shuffle to the bathroom for a quick pee.

When I come back out, Balt isn’t in the bedroom anymore, so I walk out to the kitchen where I find him filling mugs with coffee.

He turns to look at me, taking in my nudity from head to toe. His cock bounces and swells slightly. “You’re gorgeous any time of day.”

“Back at ya.” I take one of the mugs and lean against the counter, inhaling the aroma and slowly becoming more alert. “Last night was amazing.”

“For me too. Would you like it to happen again?”

“Absolutely. Not tonight though. You fuck like a beast, and my hole needs some recovery time.”

Balt chuckles. “You’re good for my ego.”

“I’m sure you already knew that.”

He shrugs, sipping his coffee. “Switching topics, I was thinking about something yesterday and wanted to run it by you.”

“Okay.”