Chapter 75: Deepthroated.
Bethany woke up that morning, her face and body pressed against a very hard warm surface, that was rising and falling at interval.
She smiled a bit, listening to his heart beat in his chest, almost lulling her back to sleep, but she fought it. Trying as hard as possible to keep her eyes trained on the lamp not too far from her , while the other parts of her mind woke up gradually.
As she became more aware of her surroundings, she became aware of the protrusion that poked her thigh, strong and unmoving, her cheeks couldn’t help but crimson.
Suddenly feeling confident, she controlled breathing, slowly slipping away from his grip that was actually quite strong.
Luckily, she made it out of his grip without waking him up, only stirring him abit.
Standing beside him, she let her eyes access his god-like body, from neck to the waist line of his grey shorts. She avoided his face because she didn’t want his subconscious to register that he was being watched.
She swallowed the lump in her throat, her eyes lingered on the waist line before going lower, another lump forming.
That was what was poking her. That was what she wanted, what she’d been craving.
Her confidence wavered, but she held it firm, not wanting to fail now that she’d finally escaped his grip.
With excitement glinting in her eyes, she crossed her left leg onto his other side, letting it fall on the bed, while her right on sat in the small space at the edge of the bed, her left hand holding her up.
Letting her weight fall on his legs a bit, she pulled up his short, forcing it to go over the length of his beast before going over and down.