AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I pull the comforter up tighter around my chin, consciously emptying my mind, but random flashes of memory still steal in.
The worry on Austin’s face as I’d searched for him in the crowd after Joel’s phone call.
My broken front door, the part near the lock torn up and splintered, as if someone had taken a crowbar to it.
The larger than life man opening my bedroom window.
“Tessa?”
My eyelids fly open, not that I can see anything in the pitch blackness. “Hmm?”
“You’re breathing hard.”
I am?
I check in with myself, realizing, yes, my pulse is racing, my breaths shallow. “Sorry.”
“You okay?”
“Yeah.”
Not even I believe the blatant lie, but what else am I supposed to say? I practically begged him to stay with me. I can’t tell him now I’m having a mini-freakout.
I squeeze my eyes shut, but this time it’s the police officer in my head, saying the intruder wasn’t there to take anything. They were there to takeme.
“I never did my relaxing routine tonight,” Austin says, thankfully interrupting my train of thought. “For the study.”
I focus on his words, pushing everything else out. “You do that before bed?”
“Mm-hmm. It helps me go to sleep.”
“Really?” I don’t know why, but hearing that makes my chest glow with pride a little.
“Yeah. If I did it out loud, would that bother you?”
I bite my lip, knowing what he’s doing. “No, that’d be fine.”
I slide a hand under my pillow, breathing in deeply. I like whatever laundry detergent he uses.
He starts with his scalp, describing aloud tensing and releasing each muscle group, and I follow along with him, letting the deep rumble of his voice wash over me, soothing me.
By the time he’s down to his feet, exhaustion finally steals over me, my eyelids heavy as I sink into sleep, knowing I’m safe here with him.
CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
AUSTIN
Tessa givesme a shy smile as she loops her arms around my neck, matching the rhythm of her movements to mine. The other dancers surrounding us are hazy, this beautiful girl in my arms the only thing I can focus on. She steps closer, the sway of her hips in time with the beat of the song pounding through us, taunting me, the tips of her breasts brushing my torso every time she moves.
The shy smile turns seductive, a knowing glint in her eye telling me she understands exactly what she’s doing.
When I bend down this time to kiss her, there’s no shock on her face, no muscles going rigid. There’s only need as she kisses me back, her hands cupping my jaw, moving down over my chest, up to my shoulders, in my hair. Her touch is everything I’ve ever wanted.
She presses her body flush against mine, and I moan, my dick rubbing against her, eager for more. She increases the pressure, my hands finding her waist and gripping for leverage, needing it harder, rougher.
She looks up at me, excitement in her eyes. She wants this, too.
My moan this time wakes me, the need in it embarrassingly loud in the quiet of the room. Tessa is pressed against me, her back to my front, her steady, even breaths indicating she’s at least still asleep and didn’t hear me.
