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Fuck,I’m hard.
The moon is out, and it’s late as hell. But I can’t for the life of me seem to fall asleep. And I know exactly why.
It’s Cora. Cora’s the reason I’m up, and the reason I’m up. I groan, glancing down at the huge tent in my sheets. Fuck, it’s like a steel bar under my covers.
“Stop it,” I mutter to myself when my thoughts wander to her again. But, I’m apparently pretty fucking bad at listening to myself, because my hand slides under the sheets anyway. It slides down over my bare abs, until it wraps around my thickness. I groan, feeling myself pulse at the touch. I can see my bulge throb under the moon-lit sheets.
I let my mind wander. I remember the bathroom from Loretta’s place. I remember seeing Cora nude in the moonlight, bending over and inadvertently showing me that perfect ass and pretty little pussy—bent over, ready, and willing.
I grunt and stroke my hand up and down. My balls swell with need as I imagine stepping into that bathroom. In the fantasy, I grip her eager, willing hips. I push my swollen head against those dewy soft lips. She’d moan so sweet for me, pushing back to sink that hot little ass down on my throbbing cock, until—
Cora screams—like, really actually screams in the real world, not my fantasy. I bolt upright as the bedroom door almost flies off the hinges. Core rushes screaming into the room.
“Whoa! Fuck, what—”
She crashes into me in the bed, throwing her arms around me and burying her face in my chest. She’s shivering, and I frown. Instantly, my arms circle her on instinct. I hold her close and safe with one arm. The other reaches for the gun I keep in the bedside table.
“Cora, what the hell just—”
“Nightmare,” she blurts, shaking.
I let my breath out a little. I slide the drawer closed.
“Can I please…shit, I’m sorry,” she winces, pulling away.
But I hold her tight with my arms. “No, what is it?”
She blushes and looks away.
“Cora, whatever it is, yes.”
She blushes deeper. “I just keep reliving that shooting. Every freaking time I close my eyes or start to fall asleep—”
“You can stay in here,” I say gently.
Her eyes look up into mine. “No, I didn’t mean…I wouldn’t want to put you in that—”
“You’ve seen some real shit tonight,” I growl. I hold her close, protectively. “Of course you can stay in here.”
Except, there’s one little problem, and it ain’t so little: I’m still rock-hard.
I’ve got her wrapped tight in my arms, but my cock is throbbing and thick. And I’m shirtless. To make it even worse, Cora’s in a flimsy white t-shirt and boxers so big they’re practically falling off that tight little body.
I groan as she snuggles into me, still shaking. I hold her tighter, and she burrows against me. I’m torn in two. On one hand, it feels like my duty to keep her safe. To shield her from harm—with my body if need be.
But on the other hand, this gorgeous temptation squirming against me under the covers has me so fucking hard.
She snuggles closer. I groan when my cock pulses against her stomach. I know damn well she can feel it, too. Cora gasps softly. It’s a soft, innocent sound, but shit if it doesn’t get me even harder. I’m literally pulsing with need. My mouth is suddenly aching to taste her—my hands dying to explore all of her.
My cock pulses again. Cora trembles and looks up at me. Her eyes are wide in the moonlight coming in through the windows. But she knows—she knows I’m hard for her.
Fuck it.
I close the distance without thinking. I know it’s fucking wrong—and I mean really, really fucking wrong. I know I’ve got no business touching this girl, much less kissing her mouth. But there ain’t a power on earth or in heaven that could stop me from taking those lips right now.
