I got up scrambling. Accidentally hit my head on someone's chin and fall flat on the bed again.
I wince at pain at the same time the body on top of me cursed.
"Fucking hell! That hurt, you little shit!"
I flinch at his tone and curse words. I open my eyes and my vision was a little hazy at night but when it cleared up again, I see a man with a white t-shirt. Outlining his sculpted packs and long hair framing his face. It stops just a little below his shoulder and he had a thin beard. Dirty blonde hair with the bluest of eyes.
He was beautiful.
My mouth opens in awe at his beauty.
He looks like a drawing in the one Ethan would place all around Dollhouse.
My fingers ache to touch him and with how hot he was, radiating his heat to me without even touching, I was curious about how his skin would feel like.
I didn't realize my hand cupping his cheek. Entrance and basically in… no.
Even I know it's not that simple.
