B-Roll to B-Sides (PR Girls & Instalove 2)

Her hands slid up my arms, wrapping around my shoulders. “I can sleep in the guest room,” she murmured. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable in another bed.”

We stared at each other for a long moment. Neither of us was willing to be the one to suggest what we both wanted. I could tell that she wanted to sleep with me, but likely thought it was too soon. Yet I couldn’t be the one to try to push her.

Unless she was waiting to see my reaction.

“Brynn, you know I’d love to sleep with you, and hold you all night. But I don’t want you to think that I’m expecting anything before you’re ready.”

Her faint blush was adorable. “Yeah. Um, but I think I might be.”

The thunder rolled again, much farther away.

“How about this,” I asked, kissing her forehead gently, “If you’re scared of the storm, and you want to sleep in my arms simply so that you feel safe, that’s completely reasonable, isn’t it?”

Her eager nod made my heart speed up. She clearly wanted me. She just didn’t quite know how to ask for what she wanted.

Turning, I lifted the covers for her to slip into bed, switching off the light as I got in beside her. Instead of moving to the far side, she immediately snuggled against my chest. The feeling of those luscious breasts against me made my dick jump to attention, but I shifted slightly to keep it away from her.

The soft vanilla scent of her hair helped me imprint this memory into my mind forever. She was going to be mine, permanently. I could really feel it this time. And I’d find a way to stop myself from screwing things up.

Brynn made the softest little purr as I slipped my hand under her shirt and stroked her back. “Mmm, that feels nice.”

Moving my hand around to her side, I grew still, simply holding her gently. Her chin tilted up as she looked at me, staring silently.

“Brynn, sweetheart, I have a huge tangled mess of feelings for you that I’m sorting out. But I need you to know that you can tell me anything. Sometimes I see that you want to say something, but hold yourself back. I don’t want to push you, but you really can say anything to me. If it comes out wrong, or I don’t understand, we’ll just keep talking, okay?”

Her eyes softened in the dim light. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For really listening, even when I can’t talk.”

My hand moved along her soft skin again. “Why can’t you talk, baby? You’re great when we’re working.”

She choked half of a laugh. “Yeah, but that’s different.”

“When we’re working on a project, you tell me what you’re thinking. Our project now is sleeping. So tell me what’s in that sweet little head right now.”

“I don’t want to sleep,” she blurted. Her eyes flew wide as soon as she had said it, as if the words surprised even herself.

“Okay,” I said, turning toward her. “If we’re changing the project from sleeping to something else, you’re going to have to tell me very clearly what you want.”

I knew that I could have just taken over and given her everything she desired. Yet helping her come out of her shell a little would help us both in the long run.

Grazing my lips over the top of her hair, I murmured, “I absolutely adore you, Brynn. I want you to be happy. To give you everything you desire. All you have to do is say it.”

She blinked, her bottom lip trembling. “I want...you.”

“I want you, too. What do you want me to do?”

Her hesitation was making my pulse race as I practically willed her to simply say it out loud. Finally she whispered precisely what I’d been dying to hear.

“I want you to make love to me.”

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Brynn