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Ben plucked her off the floor and gently placed her back on the mattress. With one pull, he had the blankets away from her legs. With a flick of his wrist, they were floating down to cover the bed. He told himself he was just going to check on her. Angelina was talking in her sleep. When he saw her rolling around, trapped in the blanket, desperately trying to escape as she mumbled, he knew he was screwed. There was no way he would let her fight her demons alone. It didn’t matter if they came through the front door or invaded her dreams. He would obliterate them.
Angelina froze. Ben was in bed with her. The thought hadn’t fully registered when he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. He didn’t stop until she was lying on his chest with his arms banded around her. It didn’t seem to bother him that she stiffened against him. Ben kissed her head and held her.
“What are you doing?” She whispered.
“Holding you.”
“Why?”
“You were talking in your sleep.”
“Didn’t mean to wake you up. I’m fine. You can go back to bed.”
“What did I tell you about fine?”
Angelina didn’t answer. She didn’t want to start another verbal sparring match. It was dark outside. There were no signs of the early rays of dawn. It was too early or too late for that.
His t-shirt had ridden up. She went to sleep with no panties, just his shirt. The perfect handfuls of her ass were barely covered. He had to remove the temptation before he cracked and did something to get himself kicked out of her bed. Tugging the blanket around her, he settled a hand under the blanket on her back. The skin beneath his palm was soft and smooth, tempting him to feel more. Ben drifted a hand up and then slowly back down. His cock hardened when she purred against him, her body softening, cuddling into his.
“Why are you here?”
“I couldn’t stay away.”
“Sorry I woke you.”
“Wasn’t sleeping.”
“Do you have trouble sleeping?”
“It is hard.”
“Oh.”
She wasn’t sure what he meant. Was it hard because he had nightmares? Did he not like his bed? Did he lie awake in bed planning how to ruin her day tomorrow? His next conquest?
“Shorty, honey, I can hear your brain working harder than it needs to,” Ben murmured. Taking her hand from his chest, he placed it over his length, letting her feel why it was so hard to sleep. “It hasn’t gone down since I saw you standing in the kitchen in those tight black pants and the shirt that showed too much of your soft skin. That and a thousand other pictures of you torment me until I am headed to the shower. Cold water can only do so much.”
“You’re attracted to me?” Angelina asked, rubbing her hand over the hardness.
“Angelina,” he tipped her chin up until she looked at him. “I don’t know how much more plainly I can say it. You are mine. You are it for me. I want you more than I have words for. Knew it the moment I set eyes on you.”
“I don’t have boobs,” she blurted out.
Ben laughed.
“Not funny,” she grumbled, trying to roll away.
Ben tightened his hold until she couldn’t move. “You have very nice tits. Anyone who tells you differently is a fucking moron.”
“I’m too small. Do you realize I can buy clothes from the girl’s section?”
“Have to admit, I have no idea if that is a good thing or a bad thing. The way you say it, I would have to assume bad.”
“It’s awful.”
“How is that any different than me ordering clothes online because they don’t carry my length of pants in the store? They market to the masses.”
Angelina was quiet. She never thought about it like that. All she knew was that she was embarrassed whenever someone asked her if she was shopping for her daughter.
