Filled
“Is this your room?” she asks, stepping forward to touch the frame. “Did you make this too?”
I nod, and she smiles at me like I made it just for her. Maybe I did.
“You don’t have any guest rooms in this big ol’ place?”
“Yeah, I’ve got several, but this is the best. And that’s what you deserve.” I pull her close to me, and not for the first time, I think about how perfectly she fits against my chest. “If it’s okay, I want to sleep with you tonight. Nothing more than sleep, I promise.” I touch my finger along her jaw, reminding myself she’s here and she’s real. “I’m just not ready to let you go.” Ever, my mind finishes, but I don’t say it out loud.
“I don’t want to be alone.”
With that, I scoop her up in my arms and carry her to the bed. “Anything you want is yours,” I say, laying her down and spooning in behind her.
We’re both still dressed, and that’s okay for now. She’s so tired she can hardly keep her eyes open, and if I strip her down, who knows if I can keep my promise to her? Tonight I’ll only hold her and give her the comfort she needs. But I’m no saint, and this woman in my arms is the one thing that’s tempted me most.
Chapter Seven
Bambi
God, he feels good. As soon as he wrapped his arms around me, I was out. I felt safe all night, and I can’t remember the last time I truly had that. Even in my own home, my brother always has random people coming and going. Heck, the walk to and from my place isn’t the best either. In the city I’m always on edge, and I didn’t realize how much until Angus put his arms around me and I let go. As crazy as it sounds, I can breathe easier here.
Slowly I roll over, not wanting to wake him up. I press my face into his neck and breathe in his masculine scent. What is it about this man? There’s this pull I have to him that feels like blind trust. More than that, I think I might be falling for him.
When he shifts, I still, but his arms only tighten as he pulls me closer. My leg slides up and over his stomach to rest there as he lies on his back. My chest presses into his side, and now the oversized shirt I put on in the middle of the night when I got up to go to the bathroom is bunched up high around my waist.
Angus’s big hand comes down to rest on my thigh, and when his fingers dig into me, I realize he might be awake. I look up, but it’s hard to see in the dark. I let out a breath when he doesn’t move again, and I’m thankful I can go back to breathing him in. I tell myself this isn’t crazy. Okay, maybe a little crazy because now I’m touching my mouth against his neck, wondering what he tastes like.
I gasp when the hand on my thigh squeezes me tighter. “Bambi.”
His voice is deep and filled with sleep. I lick my lips, and my tongue grazes his skin. His whole body goes rigid, and I stop.
“Yeah, it’s me. Did you think it was someone else?” I try to tease, but as I say the words, I regret them because I don’t want to think about him with another woman.
“Trust me, I know who it is. I was giving you a warning.”
“A warning?” I cuddle closer and wonder how I can possibly ever sleep in my own bed after this. I think he’s ruined me.
“Yeah, a warning,” he repeats. “Your tits and pussy are pressed against me, and your leg keeps rubbing on my cock.”
“Oh. Sorry,” I offer, but I’m not sorry and I don’t move away.
“Don’t be. All I’m saying is you lick me with that tongue again, I’m going to suck it in my mouth.”
I bite my lip, and he actually tilts his head the other way as if daring me. Maybe it’s the darkness of the room, but I feel bold. Carefully I brush my lips across his warm skin and open my mouth. I barely touch his skin with the tip of my tongue, and he’s all over me.
In one quick motion, he pins me beneath him and then his mouth is on mine. I gasp at the intensity and how he dominates me. He kisses me like he needs me to breathe, and it’s consuming. I had no idea a kiss could be like this—and then, true to his word, he sucks my tongue into his mouth. I whine with need as I think about that same suction in other places. I lift my hips, and my whole body begins to buzz.