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In fact, I couldn’t wait for her to get closer.
The thought, of course, stirred my cock.
With a shudder, I willed myself to calm down and sucking in a deep breath, I closed my eyes and focused on the code I’d been working on. Though usually it would amp me up, and I’d work on it mentally until my alarm blared, with Jessica at my side, I found that I could rest. That I wanted to rest. So when I started to drift into sleep, I didn’t fight it, was just content to have this incredible woman at my side and in my arms for the night.
Chapter 10
Jessica
When I felt Max’s morning wood against my lower back, my eyes flared wide open. Immediate recognition whispered through me, but what surprised me in its absence, was a lack of panic.
More than anything, what astonished me was the knowledge that I was asleep with him.
I didn’t remember getting into bed with him, even. So waking up with him?
But nothing had happened.
I didn’t even have to do a mental check of the state of my body to be aware of that. Max treated me like I was cut glass; there was no way, no how he’d have done anything with me or to me in my state of fatigue last night.
And that alone told me how much I trusted him.
I trusted him with me at my most vulnerable—when I was sleeping.
The realization had a shudder of emotion ripping through me. It tore into my very sense of self, destroyed the walls I’d built up around me over the past two years—walls he’d steadily been destabilizing—and instead of the fear and trepidation that usually coated every moment of my life, I felt hot.
Feverish.
His cock was hard. Big too if the lump in my back was anything to go by.
I licked my lips as my palms itched with the errant desire to cup him, to feel his hot hardness in my grip. Another shudder washed through me, this time with longing.
Fuck, I wanted him.
The knowledge seared me, scored me to the core. It both awakened me and tempted me.
I wanted this man.
I wanted him to be mine.
How long I sat there, buzzing with tension, I wasn’t sure. But he didn’t stir. Or if he had, he was playing possum. But I didn’t think so. I’d have noticed if he’d jerked even the tiniest bit to attention. We were too close, our bodies wrapped too tightly together in sleep for me to fail to pick up on the tiny signs, especially when I was so hyperaware of him.
I blew out a shuddery breath at just how hyperaware I was of the damn man.
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I knew he hadn’t planned this. For whatever reason, he’d wanted to sleep with me, but not to pressure me into sleeping with him in the Biblical sense. That didn’t mean to say that wasn’t where my mind had led me.
Before Nida, I’d been a regular woman with wants and needs, desires and longings.
My body had known what it wanted, and it had wanted regularly.
With him, all those lost sensations were being remembered and my body responded, until I could feel myself turning molten without even a single touch from him.
He was a caveman in so many ways.
So dominant and Alpha.
Protective and vigilant.
