Yes, I am!

Exhausted to the limit, I drifted into sleep embraced in his arms. He was big-spooning me, cock still hard pressing against my ass and breathing heavily over my head. I want to say I felt trapped, because the weight of that arm on top of my skinny body overwhelmed me, but it oddly made me feel safe.

When I opened my eyes, it seemed already late as the sun was setting down. I got up with Carl still asleep at my right side, and went to search for my phone, but I couldn't find it anywhere in any of my bags. I can’t believe I left my phone at the dorms, I thought and sighted. Carl moved on the bed, waking up.

“Baby, have you seen my phone?” I asked him.

“I thought you had it in your bag.” He said, brushing his eyes with the back of his hand.

“On what phone did we use the maps?” I was still rummaging through my clothes, not believing I forgot the only electronic thing I use the most.

“Mine.” He was sitting, with his tattooed torso naked.

“Fuck! I forgot it then.” I gave up, throwing my hands in the air and leaving the pile of turned clothes on the floor.

“You can use mine if you need.”

“I just wanted to see what time it is and maybe order some food for us.” I climbed the bed on top of him and kissed him while reaching his iPhone on the nightstand.

He laughed between my kisses and took the phone off my hand, saying “It's 6:40 p.m. and I, your man, will order something for you to eat. What do you want to eat? Italian?”

“Ooh, yummy! Some plain and simple pizza would be nice.” I tilted my head to the side, resumed kissing his left cheek, finding my way down to his neck while he tapped on his phone.

He tossed it on the bed once he finished and leaned his body back, giving me the space to proceed as I wanted. I smelled the perfume on his skin, the tip of my nose rubbing from his shoulders up to his jaw, feeling his recently shaved beard brushing my right cheek. Suddenly I stopped, looking at his closed eyes. He lowered his head and opened them back, piercing me.

“Why did you stop? My cock’s hard.” He complained.

“Great! Now get this monster snake all cleaned up while I set the table for the pizza.” I giggled, trying to get up, but his right hand reacted fast, holding my left wrist.

“You’re not going anywhere, Mikaela. Finish what you’ve started.” He put on his alpha sexy face. He made me hold the pole that was causing a tent in the white sheets, gripping his big hand on top of mine.

I leaned forward again, next to his ear, whispering, “If you behave like a good boy, I’ll give you what you want on top of the dinner table.”

“You’re amazing.” He bit his lower lip and got up, front tail swinging to the bathroom.