wardrobe, and toss a plain
white t-shirt at her.
“Pajamas,” I say. “Unless you
intend on sleeping in jeans.”
She clutches the shirt against
her chest and heads to the bathroom to change, which is cute because she acts
like I’ve never seen every inch of her sinfully addictive body before.
By the time she emerges, I’m
under the covers, taking up the vast majority of my side of the bed.
She lingers at the foot, eyeing
the flat pillow next to me.
“Going to be all shy now?” I ask.
Jordana releases a breath and
takes a step closer, followed by another, until she reaches for the covers and
climbs beneath them.
Shit. She’s not shy. She’s
scared.
Scared she won’t be able to
control herself next to me.
The one window is wide open,
blowing a chilly evening breeze into the room. It’s been a long time since I’ve
been able to sleep with the window open. It’s a luxury I never thought I’d miss
until it was gone. I don’t care if it’s forty degrees out, I’m sleeping with that damn window open.
Jordana rolls to her side, away
from me, and I hear a shiver in her breath as she breaths. She tugs the blanket
up to her shoulders and curls herself into a ball as best she can given the limited space she has.
“You cold?” I ask.
“It’s okay,” she shoots
back.
I don’t have any extra blankets.
All I have are two options: either I shut the window and get no sleep or I pull
her close and keep her warm.
I need my fucking sleep.
My hand hooks around her waist,
and I pull her against me.
“Hey.” She scrambles but doesn’t
completely fight it. I slip my arm under hers, pressing her body against me.
Our bodies form together like two pieces of a puzzle. It’d be cute – if I
were into that sort of shit.
Her shivering subsides a couple
minutes later, though even in the dark I see her blink. She’s wide awake .
“You gotta get some sleep,” I
groan. “Shut your eyes.”
“I can’t sleep,” she says, her
voice barely a whisper. “I don’t sleep well in unfamiliar places.”
“Pretend I’m your fucking teddy
bear, princess,” I chuckle. My forearm accidentally grazes her left tit and I
leave it anyway.
“Smooth.” She totally noticed.
“Just keeping you warm.”
“Mm, hm.” I detect a hint of a
smile in her tone.
I yank my arm away, but she pulls
it back.
“You’re keeping me warm. I need
you to stay still,” I say.
Her ass wiggles against me as she
settles and situates under the covers, so naturally my cock grows and presses
into her ass. Given our tight space, she was bound to feel it sooner or later.
“Nice, Titan.” She pretends she’s
upset. I know better.
“Can’t help it.” I say. “What’s
that shit you were saying earlier? Men are programmed differently?”
“Yup.”
“Yeah, I’m a man. And you’re a
beautiful woman with your body pressed against me. It made me hard,” I say.
“Science.”
She rolls to face me. Even in the
dark, I see a glint in her eye as she tries not to smile. Jordana’s wide awake . The hour may be late, but the night is young.
“You know how hard it is for me
not to fuck you right now?” I say, leaning up and cocking my head against a
bent elbow. My tongue drags across my lips as I’m reminded of her sweet taste.
I rake my fingers down her arm, stopping for a detour at the curve of her hip.
She says nothing.
“Why’d you really come here tonight?” I ask, though I already know the answer.
I need to hear her say it. “Be honest, Jordana. I know it wasn’t to drop off
your Goodwill donation box.”
Her full lips twitch, and she
makes me wait a little too long for my liking. A single shoulder lifts and
falls.
“Been asking myself that all
night,” she says with a sigh as her eyes lower.
“I’m not the kind of guy you need
to be chasing after,” I say. “You know that. You should know better.”
“Who said anything about
chasing?” She leans back. “I’m intrigued by you, Titan. I wasn’t ready
white t-shirt at her.
“Pajamas,” I say. “Unless you
intend on sleeping in jeans.”
She clutches the shirt against
her chest and heads to the bathroom to change, which is cute because she acts
like I’ve never seen every inch of her sinfully addictive body before.
By the time she emerges, I’m
under the covers, taking up the vast majority of my side of the bed.
She lingers at the foot, eyeing
the flat pillow next to me.
“Going to be all shy now?” I ask.
Jordana releases a breath and
takes a step closer, followed by another, until she reaches for the covers and
climbs beneath them.
Shit. She’s not shy. She’s
scared.
Scared she won’t be able to
control herself next to me.
The one window is wide open,
blowing a chilly evening breeze into the room. It’s been a long time since I’ve
been able to sleep with the window open. It’s a luxury I never thought I’d miss
until it was gone. I don’t care if it’s forty degrees out, I’m sleeping with that damn window open.
Jordana rolls to her side, away
from me, and I hear a shiver in her breath as she breaths. She tugs the blanket
up to her shoulders and curls herself into a ball as best she can given the limited space she has.
“You cold?” I ask.
“It’s okay,” she shoots
back.
I don’t have any extra blankets.
All I have are two options: either I shut the window and get no sleep or I pull
her close and keep her warm.
I need my fucking sleep.
My hand hooks around her waist,
and I pull her against me.
“Hey.” She scrambles but doesn’t
completely fight it. I slip my arm under hers, pressing her body against me.
Our bodies form together like two pieces of a puzzle. It’d be cute – if I
were into that sort of shit.
Her shivering subsides a couple
minutes later, though even in the dark I see her blink. She’s wide awake .
“You gotta get some sleep,” I
groan. “Shut your eyes.”
“I can’t sleep,” she says, her
voice barely a whisper. “I don’t sleep well in unfamiliar places.”
“Pretend I’m your fucking teddy
bear, princess,” I chuckle. My forearm accidentally grazes her left tit and I
leave it anyway.
“Smooth.” She totally noticed.
“Just keeping you warm.”
“Mm, hm.” I detect a hint of a
smile in her tone.
I yank my arm away, but she pulls
it back.
“You’re keeping me warm. I need
you to stay still,” I say.
Her ass wiggles against me as she
settles and situates under the covers, so naturally my cock grows and presses
into her ass. Given our tight space, she was bound to feel it sooner or later.
“Nice, Titan.” She pretends she’s
upset. I know better.
“Can’t help it.” I say. “What’s
that shit you were saying earlier? Men are programmed differently?”
“Yup.”
“Yeah, I’m a man. And you’re a
beautiful woman with your body pressed against me. It made me hard,” I say.
“Science.”
She rolls to face me. Even in the
dark, I see a glint in her eye as she tries not to smile. Jordana’s wide awake . The hour may be late, but the night is young.
“You know how hard it is for me
not to fuck you right now?” I say, leaning up and cocking my head against a
bent elbow. My tongue drags across my lips as I’m reminded of her sweet taste.
I rake my fingers down her arm, stopping for a detour at the curve of her hip.
She says nothing.
“Why’d you really come here tonight?” I ask, though I already know the answer.
I need to hear her say it. “Be honest, Jordana. I know it wasn’t to drop off
your Goodwill donation box.”
Her full lips twitch, and she
makes me wait a little too long for my liking. A single shoulder lifts and
falls.
“Been asking myself that all
night,” she says with a sigh as her eyes lower.
“I’m not the kind of guy you need
to be chasing after,” I say. “You know that. You should know better.”
“Who said anything about
chasing?” She leans back. “I’m intrigued by you, Titan. I wasn’t ready
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