It was impossible to find true randomness in nature, everything is meant for a reason. It was impossible for humans to beat the speed of light, no matter how great the invention helping them is. It was impossible also for humans to breathe on Mars. It was impossible to read with your eyes shut. It was impossible to teach a goldfish algebra.

My sixth and final impossible fact lingered in my mind.

What was unimaginable was hating Valentine Stone.

Even just liking him was unthinkable. What I felt for him was a lot stronger.

Stone pulled the covers up the bed until I was covered completely. He kissed my head before he said "Go to sleep. Dream yourself up a fairytale."

I relaxed into him and closed my eyes but even then, all I could see was him. I spoke aloud before sleep took over "I might already have it here awake with you."

The room went silent. It stayed that way for a good few minutes. In that time, a large rough hand made its way onto my bare thigh and started to rub circles on the skin.

I was no longer tired.

He stopped rubbing circles on my thigh because he pulled his hand back. He then snaked his muscular arm around my waist and pulled me onto him.

My legs planted on the mattress at either side of him. He was so well-built that I had to open my legs wider to accommodate him between them.

His facial expression never gave anything away. However, his eyes dilated, and his jaw clenched when he looked down at my body. I was straddling his boxers when I was only in an oversized t-shirt.

Everything happened so quickly. His hands found my back and he slammed me down closer to his body. His mouth found mine which was already parted in anticipation.

Stone dominated the kiss. His mouth was warm and demanding as he dragged his tongue across my bottom lip. I opened my mouth wider and let him taste me better. Over and over again, he devoured me.

He was crushing me to his body as our kisses got deeper. It was rough and almost bruising.

The hands planted on my lower back moved in rush. One hand combed through my hair and the other held my jaw in a tight cradle. He kept me close while his greedy tongue continued to rule over my mouth.

A groan made its way out of his large chest.

It was relentless how his tongue stroked over mine in a needy manner.

For a few seconds, I entertained the idea of moving against him and dulling the ache between my legs.

The giant used his strong arms to hold me to him. His grip was demanding and desperate. Almost like he wanted to chain me to him.

Something colossal and hard brushed against my thigh.

My eyes widened as I pulled back and looked down.