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“Are we… okay?” My voice wavers.
He stops.
And stares.
When he sees me, sheet wrapped around my body, fearful eyed pointed at him, his face softens. He doesn’t say a word, dropping his pants where he found them and making a beeline for my bed. Silent, he sits by my side, easing a strand of loose blonde hair behind my ear.
Then he closes the space between us. My heart gives a jolt when our lips touch. His tongue finds mine, the heat settling in my stomach almost as satisfying as the relief pouring over me. His hand drops to my shoulder, tracing down my arm and leaving a trail of goose bumps in its wake.
He presses his forehead to mine. “Definitely okay.”
I smile.
“More than okay.” I lure him in for more, falling backward onto my bed and ushering his body closer. The sheet skates off my chest as we kiss, exposing my left breast and earning an irritated groan from Will.
He brings his mouth to my tight left nipple in an instant, slowly grazing the tip with his tongue and making me squirm. The tension ramps up as his hand sneaks under the sheet, landing on my stomach and drifting to my… “Okay.” He pulls back, tugging the sheet over my body. “Put some clothes on before I jump you.”
I chuckle, my hand snaking down toward the bulging shape in his briefs. Someone’s awake. His jaw clenches as I run a finger up and down his arousal.
“What if I want you to jump me?”
“Kass,” he warns, but I can’t get enough of the look on his face. I love having him at my mercy. I give his length a squeeze, and he sucks in a breath. “I should really go.” He tries to convince himself, his eyes shutting at my touch.
I jerk my hands away.
“Okay. Maybe next time.”
His eyes snap open, and he looks at me in an “are you fucking kidding me?” manner.
“You should finish getting dressed. Don’t want to be late.”
“Way to give a guy blue balls.” He’s appalled.
“Sorry. Payback for yesterday.”
Letting out a bitter scoff, he kisses the tip of my nose and pushes to his feet, adjusting his briefs.
“I’m going to make you pay for that, control freak.”
“Uh-huh,” I tease, watching him throw his clothes back on. Damn, he’s a snack. “How long are you going to be off doing dumb street fighter things?”
“Don’t know. A few days at most. I’ll text you.”
“You better. I’ll only accept dead pet or family member if you don’t.”
He laughs, stealing one last kiss. “Trust me, a life would have to be in danger for me not to text you back.”
As I watch him trail to the door, I want to say it again.
Kass, don’t.
He won’t say it back.
But maybe you just caught him off guard last night.
Maybe…
“Willy?”
