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God, I want him. My heart beats like a hummingbird.
“You want to take a nap?” I ask softly, running my hands up into his hair. It’s so soft and thick and the strands feel like heaven between my fingers. Under my touch, he shudders, and he can tell from the tone of my voice that if we got into this bed, the last thing we’d be doing would be napping.
His eyelids droop and he leans into my touch, and I think it’s going to happen, but then he groans.
“I want to.” His gaze drops to my ankle and he sighs through his nose, a frustrated noise that makes me want to play with him more. Push him closer to his breaking point. “But you need to—”
“Yes, I know.” I sigh, feeling flushed. “I need to rest.”
Rest is the last thing I want to do. God, it would be so hot, seeing Rory Miller break.
He walks into his closet, and I pick our dragons up, holding one in each hand.
“Please have sex with me,” I make my dragon say to his, using a high, girly voice, before holding his dragon up and affecting a low, masculine voice.
He returns to the bedroom holding a hoodie.
“No,” I continue. “You’re a fragile little lady, and I’m afraid I’ll hurt you with my huge—”
“That’s enough out of you,” Rory laughs, taking the dragons from me as I dissolve into laughter. He’s shaking his head, grinning at me. “Come here.”
He gestures for me to lift my arms, and when he pulls the hoodie over my head, I get a lungful of his comforting scent.
“Now you’re trying to dress me, too?” I ask, smiling down at the hoodie. It’s huge on me, worn soft from washing.
His eyes spark. “Didn’t want you to get cold.”
Desire swoops through me. Why,whyis a man taking care of me so hot? There’s something about his sweet, caring nature that makes me want to write my name on him and fuck his brains out.
I lie down on the bed and he takes the spot beside me, propped on his elbow, eyes flickering with heat.
“Is seeing me in your bed turning you on?”
He lets out a heavy breath. “Yes.”
Heat rushes between my legs, thrumming. “Good. What are you going to do about it?”
His eyes drop to my mouth and a tortured noise rumbles in his chest.
“You said you’d take care of me,” I whisper.
His eyelids close and he sighs. “I did say that, didn’t I?”
“Mhm.” My hand comes to his cock, already hard and straining against his pants, and I give it a slow stroke.
He groans, hips jerking into my hand, and his eyes burn, molten hot. “Fuck. I can’t say no to you.”
“So don’t.” A string plucks low in my belly, making me ache.
“Come here.”
He nudges me so I’m on my side before he moves behind me, spooning me, surrounding me with his hard chest and broad shoulders. I sink back into his warmth, and he pulls the duvet over us.
I moan at how comfortable this is, but my breath catches when he loops a big arm beneath me and slides his hand into my shirt. His lips are on my neck, his breath tickling my skin as he tugs my bra down and finds a nipple.
“Better?” he asks in a low voice.
“Almost.” Heat swirls inside me, and I grind back against the thick erection pressing into me, pulling a deep groan from him. I can feel myself getting wet already from the way his fingers are toying with my breast.
