I moved away, closing my eyes. “Right.” I nodded. “You’re right.” Without looking at him, I stood on shaky legs. It took effort, but I managed to hold my head up as I passed by him and started for my bedroom.
I was too embarrassed to speak, even asking if he intended to stay or leave or if he wanted a blanket if he planned to sleep on the couch. Poor Henry whined on the other side of the door when I shut it in his face. I needed to be alone.
I pressed my back to the door and covered my face with my hands.
“Please be a dream,” I murmured over and over.
I pinched my arm for good measure. “Wake your ass up, Reese.”
CHAPTER7
Reese
When I peeled my hand from my face and opened my eyes, my heart sank. It wasn’t a dream. I had kissed Chael, only for him to pull away and send me to bed.
I padded my way over to the bed, thinking about how lame I must’ve looked. However, I still couldn’t shake the hot flames of desire that burned in my belly. The desire coursed through my veins like liquid gold, stopping at the apex of my thighs.
My body felt like it would go up in flames as I twisted and turned in my bed. Sleep wasn’t a luxury I would be afforded that night. That was for damn sure. I was restless and horny. So fucking horny.
I grumbled and punched the air, frustrated. Chael’s kiss had flicked on a switch deep in my core, and I couldn’t, for the life of me, turn it off.
Speaking of switches…
I glanced over to the top drawer of my nightstand.
I shouldn’t.
I lifted to my elbows and peered across the room at the door. It was closed, sealed shut. Silencing my breathing, I listened for any movement. I heard nothing. Chael was probably asleep on the couch. Or, better yet, he left. I hadn’t heard the front door close, but, hell, the man was quieter than a toddler getting themselves into trouble until it was too late.
I pulled out my bullet vibrator and stealthily closed the drawer. I would muffle the noise of the bullet by tossing my blanket over my body. Under ordinary circumstances, I wouldn’t feel comfortable doing this with someone else in my home, but this wasn’t a normal situation.
Chael had ignited something that refused to extinguish itself. So, there I was.
I kicked off the flannel pajama bottoms and stripped myself of my soaked panties, tossing them onto the floor. I turned the bullet on to its lowest setting. As turned on as I was, even this low vibration wouldn’t take me long to get to my goal.
With my feet planted on the bed, I began to rim my outer lips with the bullet, already feeling the effects. I had to capture my bottom lip between my teeth to keep the moan trapped in my mouth.
Right before I started to go in for the kill, a noise at the door startled me. I sat up in my bed and came face-to-face with Chael, taking up the entire space of my bedroom doorway. It was dark, but I swore his eyes glowed a little.
“What. Are. You. Doing?” His voice was a mixture of huskiness and tightness. As if he was holding on to his strength by a thin thread.
“I…” I couldn’t be honest and tell him. “Oh my god,” I gasped when he stormed over to my bed and ripped the covers from over me, leaving me exposed from the waist down. His eyes narrowed as his eyes devoured every inch of my naked body. The glow of the moon’s light through my blinds aided his ability to see me.
He inhaled so deep that his chest broadened almost to double its regular size. “Reese.”
My name sounded painful as it fell from his lips.
“I was trying to hold back. To wait… but fuck,” he growled.
He kissed me. One of his hands moved to the back of my head, holding me in place for his mouth to ravage mine. He stole my breath as he kissed me deeper than he had out in the living room.
I wrapped my hand around his head for the first time, feeling his silky, soft hair. I wanted to watch it spill over his shoulders. But he had it in that braid. Instead, I scraped my nails against his scalp.
“Shit,” he cursed against my lips. “You have no idea what you’re doing.”
“Is that a warning?” It sounded like one, but what could he be warning me against?
I didn’t have time to contemplate that question any further before he took both of my wrists in one of his hands and lifted them over my head.
