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He grunted out a tired sound and pulled the covers down before returning his arm to my waist.
“Tor.”
“Shh. It’s not time to wake up yet. Sleep sweet, June.”
I almost snorted a laugh. Tor sounded half-drunk and the s’s came out more lispy than crisp. Rather than laughing, I struggled to turn in his arms.
He made a growly noise, and I froze.
“Is that a bad sound?” I asked.
“No. I like when you wiggle against me. You can do more.”
“Tor, wake up. I’m not trying to wiggle against you. I’m trying to understand why you’re holding me in my sleep after I told you I didn’t want a boyfriend.”
He opened his eyes and frowned in confusion.
“You said hugs show appreciation and affection. You hugged me and patted my back.”
“Right. But this isn’t a hug.”
“Yes. My arm is around you. The other one was too but my fingers started to tingle.”
“Tor, you’re over the top sometimes. Do you know that?”
“Is that bad?”
“For any other guy, I think it would be. But it’s not for you.”
“Good. Can we go back to sleep?”
I shook my head at him and said, “Sure.”
“You’re confusing,” he said, closing his eyes. “All you need to do is tell me what you want, June. I will do anything for you.”
His breathing evened out while I still stared at him in disbelief. I wasn’t the only confusing one. He seemed so accepting of only a friendship with me most times, but then said things like that. Things that made me think he held onto a secret hope I’d fall into his arms like Adam had wanted.
Yet, as I watched Tor’s sleep-relaxed face, I didn’t want to move away and further support my earlier warning. I wanted to snuggle next to someone while I slept. It’d been so long.
Pillowing my cheek with my hand, I burrowed closer and closed my eyes.
The next time I roused, it was due to a hand clamping down on the leg I’d just moved.
“Hmm? What’s wrong?” This time I was the one who sounded drunk.
I lifted my head, swiped the hair from my face, and tried to move my leg back to where it’d been.
“No,” Tor rasped. “Wait. Don’t move.”
What he was saying didn’t fully register. What I understood was that my leg was somehow a problem. So, of course, I tried to move it.
His fingers seized on my leg, and he groaned long and loud as his enormous cock spasmed against my inner thigh. I froze as I realized what I’d done. He didn’t thrust against the weight of my leg but pressed it hard, keeping it in place as he came in shuddering waves.
I could hear the thundering race of his pulse under my ear.
“I didn’t mean for that to happen,” he said in a low rumble when he finally stopped twitching.
“I know,” I croaked.
