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“No, you’re staying here. I meant it when I said you could lay under the covers with me.”
My cheeks are blazing hot, and I look down at the bed.
Am I really going to sleep with him? In his bed? My head is reeling. I have never spent a night with a man and have no idea what to expect. When I get the nerve to look back up at him, Maddox smiles at me and lightly caresses my cheek with his thumb.
“There’s nothing to fear, I promise.” All I can do is nod. I trust him.
"Here, let's get settled in." He gets off the bed and pulls back the covers, holding my hand as I maneuver to get myself under them. I'm in the middle of the bed and place a second pillow under my head. Deciding I want to get as close to him as possible when I have the chance, I lay on my side and wait for him to settle in. Maddox lowers himself next to me and pulls the covers up over us. He lays on his back but lifts his arm, inviting me to move into him. I'm a little hesitant, but crawl in as close to him as I can. I lay my head on his chest, and Maddox wraps his arm around me, pulling me in tight. He’s so warm. I honestly thought it’d be hard to cuddle with him because he's so muscular, but this is the most comfortable I’ve been in a long time. Physically and emotionally.
“G’night, princess,” he whispers as he sneaks his other hand up to mine on his chest and wraps mine in his.
“Night, Maddox.”
Before I even have time to think about where I'm at the moment, I'm welcomed with peaceful sleep.
Chapter Twelve
Maddox
I slowly wake and find I can hardly move my body. Taylor has woven her tiny legs with mine in such a way that it's impossible to move without the risk of waking her. She's still resting on my chest, and I can feel a small pool of drool as she quietly snores. I can't help but smile. This woman has blindsided me.
I never thought I’d open up to another woman, especially someone this much younger than me, but Taylor is an exception. I still can't put my finger on why or how, but she has changed my mindset. Instead of being by myself, I have been finding that I want her to be near, more and more. We've only spent a few days together, but it feels as if it’s been more. I'm hoping the storm lasts longer than usual so she'll have to stay here with me. I'm not sure what I'll do when she has to leave.
Will she forget me and never think twice about me? So many questions swarm within me, and the feelings are giving me a headache.
I can’t figure her out.
Does she want me?
Does she just like to tease?
I've always been able to know what women want, but again Taylor is different. A puzzle I want to solve and fast. I’d give anything to feel her small frame bucking under my large one, screaming my name in ecstasy. And just like that, I'm hard as a rock.
I try to move a little to untangle her legs from mine, but all that does is make her move her leg a little higher so that it's now resting on my very obvious hard on. I can’t help but growl a little. I know I can’t have her, even though I’d love to take her right now. To wake her up with that first thrust would be amazing, but I know that’s not going to happen. I need to get out of this bed and fast.
“Princess,” I whisper to her. “Baby, wake up. I need to move.”
She moans a little and starts to stir, but doesn't wake up. Her movements make it harder to keep my hands to myself. If I can get to the bathroom, I can try to get my mind off her enough to soften up a little and at least take a piss. That's when I notice how soft her skin is. How did I not see that before?
When I had gotten into bed last night, I was in my boxers, but she was still in her leggings. Now her legs are bare. What the hell? I peek under the covers to see if maybe her pant legs had just hiked up a bit, but sure enough, she's lying next to me in just a T-shirt. She must’ve taken her pants off in the middle of the night, and I didn't even realize it. All this does is make me even harder. I can't take it any longer and reach down to run my hand down her leg from her knee to her thigh. She moans a little as I do and grinds on me a little. Oh fuck, I need to get out of here. I somehow manage to get my legs untangled from hers and practically run to the bathroom.
I quietly shut the door, trying not to wake her, if I haven't already. I run some cold water in the sink and splash it on my face. No woman has ever had me in knots like this. I try to get my mind off of her so that I can calm my dick down but am having trouble. The last thing I want to do is rub one out with her on the other side of this door.
I take a few deep breaths and start thinking about the old fail-safes to try to make it go away—baseball, turtles, freezing temps, Mrs. Fletcher from elementary school. It starts to work, and I run my hands under cold water to help the process. Finally, I'm soft enough to take a leak and am so relieved.
When I make my way back to the bedroom, I find Taylor hugging my pillow. The covers are kicked off of her with her shirt running up just enough to show her pink underwear peeking out. I could watch her sleep for hours. She’s so beautiful and sleeping peacefully, just like the princess she is.
I glance at the clock and notice it's only a little after eight in the morning. The curtains are pulled closed, so there's only a sliver of light peeking into the bedroom, but it's just enough to act as a spotlight on my new bedmate. Deciding I could sleep more, I slide back into bed and try to take my pillow. When I finally get it out of her grip, I slide in close to her and wrap my arms around her, hoping she’ll do the same. Unfortunately, she starts to wake.
She stretches adorably and turns over onto her belly, hugging her pillow. She lies her head to the side and opens her eyes to look over at me. When she sees I'm looking at her, she smiles and closes her eyes again. I can't tell if she's awake or starting to revert to the shy Taylor that I’d rather stay in hibernation.
“Morning, princess. How’d ya sleep?” I ask softly.
“Really well, actually. You?”
“Not too bad.”
"Mmm," is the only response I receive. I watch as she lays with her eyes closed and I'm curious if she's going to fall back to sleep. I see her smile and know she's awake.
