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“Are we playing musical beds or are you trying to tell me you don’t want to sleep alone?” His voice sounded amused.
I jerked upwards. “I’m sorry! I thought you might prefer the other bed since it’s closer and you wouldn’t hurt yourself trying to find it. I was going to tell you but I fell asleep and–”
He chuckled. “It’s okay. Don’t upset yourself.” He went to slide back out of the bed and I reached out, grabbing for his hand. I missed and grabbed his ass instead. Oh my god.
Humiliated, I covered my face with my hands. “Sorry, I wasn’t trying to do that! I was trying to grab your hand, I swear!” If he didn’t know I wasn’t cool before, he knew now. I couldn’t get any more awkward if I tried.
He shifted so he could sit next to me, pulling my hands from my face. I don’t know how he saw me so easily, I could barely see him. The only light in the room was coming from the edges of the curtain and the alarm clock on the nightstand. His hand slid through my hair, cupping the back of my neck. He pulled me closer, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
“Lay down and get some sleep.”
And that was that. He just laid down next to me. He didn’t tease me or bring up what just happened. He settled on his side facing me and closed his eyes. How can bodyguards who work for the mob be such gentlemen?
I scooted down, resting my head on the pillow. I fell asleep quickly before but now that he was laying next to me, I felt wired and alert. I became hyper aware of my breathing, trying to stay quiet so he wouldn’t hear me. I couldn’t stop peeking to see if he was asleep or not. He never spent the night with me before, always left right after dinner. He was shirtless, his arms crossed. Even in his sleep he looked serious.
When his eyes opened, I slammed mine shut, feigning sleep. I was almost caught staring at him like a creep! Holding my breath, I peeked my eyes open again. He was smirking at me. I sighed, turning onto my back.
“Shut up.”
He scooted towards me, looming over me. “What?”
“Nothing.”
He didn’t move away, just watched me as I grew more and more uncomfortable. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I sat up, hugging my knees.
“I feel awkward.”
“I can tell.”
I shot a glare at him. Why did he have to look so relaxed and unbothered? We haven’t seen each other in eighteen months and he’s acting like nothing happened, like we were just picking up where we left off.
“Tell me what’s wrong.”
I snorted, then buried my face in my hands. Come on, that’s not a pretty sound. Maybe you deserve to be alone so you won’t spread the awkwardness around.
I could feel him sit up next to me but I didn’t expect him to wrap his arms around me, pulling me against him. I startled so hard I ended up toppling against him, knocking him down. I was essentially on top of him. I felt my face burn and was really glad it was so dark in here so he couldn’t see me. When I tried to scramble away, he caught my hand, pulling me back down.
My heart was racing at this point. His hand slipped into my hair, cupping the back of my neck. He pulled me closer, lifting his head to brush his lips lightly against mine. When I didn’t respond, he pulled away. I knew he’d never push me, James was good like that so I threw caution to the wind and leaned closer, pressing my lips firmly against his.
He took his time, giving me more control than I was used to. I wasn’t entirely sure I liked that. I was too awkward to lead. So I rolled onto my back, pulling him with me so that he was on top. He took the hint, capturing my lips again. He nipped at my lower lip and my lips parted automatically for him. My toes curled at the first stroke of his tongue against mine.
The longer he kissed me, the more I wanted. When it seemed like he was holding back, I ran my nails lightly through his hair and down his back, encouraging him. He shuddered roughly, pulling away.
“Elizabeth…” It sounded strained. “You’ve had a rough day, I don’t want to take advantage.”
I smiled. Always the gentleman. If it was anyone else, I probably would agree that waiting was better, but this was James and I knew he’d never do anything I didn’t want. So I lifted my head, my arms around his neck pulling him down for another kiss. He sank into it with a groan, the sound making my stomach tighten.
His hands started moving now, sliding underneath my hoodie and shirt to pull them both over my head. He dragged his mouth down my neck and chest, pulling one hardened peak into his mouth. I moaned, arching my back. I didn’t have time to feel embarrassed about my lack of bust. He scraped his teeth against me and I gasped, my hips jerking. I swear, I felt that in my clit.
He switched sides over and over until I felt like I was wound too tight. I whimpered when he moved lower, the cool air of the room making me shiver as he pulled away. I lifted my hips for him, helping him remove my leggings and panties in one go. I was trembling now, eager for him to come back to me. When he started kissing up my legs, awkwardness threatened to overwhelm me and I sat up, cupping his face to guide his lips back to mine. He let me, crawling until he was laying on top of me, his focus on my mouth.
His hips ground against mine, the only thing between us the fabric of his boxer briefs. I didn’t notice until now that he wasn’t wearing any pants. Not that I was complaining. When I ran my fingernails across his shoulders again, his hips jerked harshly. I was learning very quickly that he had a thing for that. When I did it again, he ripped his mouth away from mine, snarling.
“Elizabeth…”
That time, it sounded like a warning and I couldn’t help but grin. I lifted my hips, grinding against him and he groaned. When he shifted, he bumped my clit and I drew in a sharp breath. He kept going, giving me that friction over and over until I teetered on the edge of release. I whimpered, so close it was nearly painful. So when his fingers slid along my folds, pushing inside of me, I was thrown into a climax so intense I screamed, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
“Oh, fuck,” he murmured.
