Grabbing my pants, I stomped back into the bedroom so he’d know I didn’t like being a prop without warning. Charles followed along, snatching me around the waist and kissing the back of my neck.
“Sorry,” He murmured. “The plan to test if they were listening in was kind of an impulse.”
He rubbed himself along my mostly naked body and then stopped with a sigh. “You were right about being tired. As much as I would love to have additional impulses…” He pressed his hips to mine, soft and warm. “As you can see, it looks like I need a good night’s sleep to recuperate.”
“There’s no shame in that,” I said. “Because I certainly don’t have the energy for more s*x tonight. So even if you were ready to go… Well, I probably wouldn’t pass,” I admitted. “But I would make you let me sleep in.”
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