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Oh, crap. Busted. “I… I’m a server. It’s my job to remember stuff like that.” Even though he wasn’t sitting in my section. And I pretty much avoided him that whole time, other than when I literally ran into him.

“Well, thanks. That sounds way better than the frozen pizza I had planned.”

I work on plating our food, smiling to myself for what tomorrow night holds. Dinner with his family. His sister certainly seems fun. And it’ll be a chance to get to know him better. To get closer to him.

As long as I don’t end up embarrassing myself in the process.

* * *

I snuggle in further to the wall of warmth along my back, pleasantly in that in-between state of dreaming and waking. Austin must keep the heat cranked on during the night. Why else would I be so deliciously toasty?

It’s not only my back, but my side and stomach too, a comforting weight surrounding me that has me relaxing further into the bed. Have I ever slept so well at home? What kind of mattress does he have that makes it so much better?

Austin shifts behind me, and that’s when I realize all that warmth is him. It’s his front along my back. His arm slung over my side. His palm resting on my stomach. And with the way he just moved, it’shim, pressed against my ass, hot and hard.

Oh, God. I squeeze my eyes shut, not that he’d be able to tell I’m awake. It’s pitch black in this room. But I don’t want this to end.

A ball of excitement rolls around in my lower belly as I cautiously move back, feeling him stiff against me. His hand shifts with my movement, a little further down, and I bite my lip to contain the moan that wants to escape. With how big his hands are, he’s awfully close to…

An ache pulses deep within me, wanting to rock against him, for his hand to move south, for some of this growing pressure to release.

God, what am I thinking? Now is not the time. He’s doing me a favor letting me stay here. Especially in the same bed after I begged him Friday night. And yeah, he’s got morning wood, but that’s a biological reaction, not because of me.

Even so, I can’t help my response, unable to keep still with him hard against me like this. It’s too much.

I press back, the pressure simultaneously relieving even as it gets worse. He makes a low, sleepy sound of contentment, my breath catching with how sensual it sounds. I move again and his palm on my lower stomach flexes, so close to where I actually want it.

He mumbles my name, followed by a softmmmnoise, and I grin into the darkness, excitement and guilt warring within me. I shouldn’t be doing this. Shouldn’t be taking advantage of him when he’s unaware. But it’s not like I maneuvered myself into this position. He’s the one who’s touching me. The one who has me tucked securely against him. The one whose hard cock is nestled snugly against the cleft of my ass.

I rock against him twice more, wishing I could do it harder, but when his slow, steady breaths stop and his torso stiffens, I freeze.

“Tessa?” His voice isn’t sleepy anymore.

I do my best to feign sleep, and he must believe it because he rolls away from me, cursing softly.

I lay motionless as he gets up and goes to the bathroom, my heart pounding as a thin light from under the door turns on a moment later.

What the hell did I just do? What was I thinking?

I was thinking it felt good. Right. Necessary. The way our bodies fit together, the feelings he inspires in me…

I roll over on my back, pressing the heels of my palms over my eyes. I need to get myself under control. Yeah, I’m attracted to him. But that doesn’t mean it goes the other way. He said he didn’t want to ruin things between us and here I am almost doing the same thing.

As long as I’m here, I need to behave.

Even when that ache within me keeps growing.

CHAPTERTWENTY

AUSTIN

I wipethe sweat from my forehead, glad Lawrence gave me a good workout today. Now, Uncle Marty needs to recruit some better opponents for me to spar with here.

“I’m taking a few guys out of town for a tournament next weekend,” Lawrence says as he puts the punching mitts away. “You’re welcome to come.”

What if Tessa’s door still isn’t fixed by then? “Nah, I’ve got plans.”

“All right, let me know if you change your mind. I’m trying to convince Lexie to let Ethan go, too.”

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