Nico murmured softly, draping an arm over my middle. Holding me. Cradling me. His chin lifted slightly to tuck my head against his neck. We were connected everywhere.
Well.
Noteverywhere.
As he drifted back into a deeper sleep, his cock thickened against me. I was restless. Not necessarily in the mood for more sex, but that hard shaft wasn’t quite where it belonged.
I can fix that.
Reaching over, I tugged his sweatpants down his thigh. They were trapped on the other side by his weight, but I managed to create enough space to free his cock.
“Rae,” came the rumble of sleepy thunder.
“Hush now,” I whispered, stroking his length once. It was too velvety not to touch. “Go back to sleep, killer.”
Nico grumbled something, but I tipped my hips and lined the tip right where I wanted it. Pushing back, I slid him deep inside.
The feeling of completeness consumed me.
With a groan, Nico pushed.
My hand shot out and rested on his hip. I pressed hard, letting him know to lay still.
“Let me hold you,” I breathed.
I had to calm my own urge to move against him. It passed as I breathed through the moment. The bone-dead exhaustion helped push it away.
This was how I would sleep the rest of the night, wrapped in his hold and with his cock nestled inside me.
It was perfect.
“Dio sacro, a new meaning to sleep tight,” he muttered above me.
Smiling, I snuggled into him and left his cock to warm inside me. This was about connection, not sex. The future was uncertain. Hell, tomorrow I might be gone! But for now, I pretended he was mine.
Chapter 26 – Rae
The bastard took my keys.
It wasn’t the first thing I noticed when I woke up. No…oh, no.Thatwas the lack of clothing. I was completely naked. I skimmed my hand along my body and cupped the empty spot between my legs. Inside, my muscles pulsed. While I knew he couldn’t stay forever, I was sorry the night was over. A shudder of loneliness rocked through me.
If I listened to my body, I was never going to leave.
Sitting up, determined not to fixate on something that was out of my control, I hunted through the blankets for my shorts. Frowning, I sat back. The bra and shirt were also gone.
Oh, no.
I scrambled out of the bed, and was about to search for a laundry bin, when I noticed the fresh outfit from my suitcase. It sat on the nightstand. Along with a pair of underwear that most definitely weren’t mine.
Green wrath flared through me, and I promptly ripped them in two. I was not wearing another woman’s panties.
It was time to get the hell out of here.
I snatched the shorts and fumbled into them. My gaze darted around the room. I needed to find those shorts from yesterday, my keys, my driver’s license, my cash—
The lump in the pocket made me pause.
What the….
