Jorja interlinked her fingers with the ones he had resting on her belly. “Thank you.” She stroked her thumb over the back of his hand.
She’d better not be thanking him for sex, because he really didn’t want to get pissed off. It would burst the happy afterglow shit he was wallowing in. “Thank me for what?”
“Tonight, I had fun. You rock at dates.”
Hah, could have fooled him. “It was dinner?—”
She half twisted in his arms and glared at him. “No, no, it wasn’t. You let me into a part of your world. One you didn’t share with your brothers. That means something to me.”
He tightened his arm around her waist and shifted to make sure her movements didn’t break the connection they still had. “For the record, beautiful, I have zero intentions of ever sharing you with my damn brothers. We’re close, but not that close.” Possessiveness—he recognized the emotion for what it was. Did he care? With Jorja naked in his arms and his softening dick still buried deep inside her, no—not a chance in hell.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Didsomeone turn the heat on?
Jorja shifted and tried to stretch her arms but found them confined. It took a couple of seconds before she realized the source of the heat burning up her back.
“Go back to sleep.” He kissed her from behind and breathed a little breath from his lips into her ears. His hands wrapped her from behind, holding her boobs with one arm and the other across, covering her hand on her stomach.
“I need to pee.” If he didn’t let her go soon, they were about to get way more intimate than either of them was ready for. “Gunnar, I need to pee.”
“Mmh.” He released her hands and uncurled himself from around her body. “Will you come back?”
“I promise.” The memory of how he reacted yesterday when she’d snuck out of bed nudged at her mind. She rolled out of his arms and sat up. Leaning down, she planted soft kisses on the corner of his mouth until his eyes blinked open. “Good morning.”
“If you keep kissing me, you aren’t going to have time to pee.” He smirked sleepily up at her. “Hurry back, ‘kay?”
She scrambled off the bed. Why did he have to look so damn good first thing in the morning? She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror as she did what she needed to do and almost yelped. “Sister, you look like you had one heck of a night,” she whispered to her reflection. “But let’s not scare sexy Jerk-God.” After washing her hands, she scrubbed last night’s makeup off her face. Bare skin was better than bride of the dead gone wrong. She padded back to bed and crawled in next to him when he turned the covers back for her. “Thanks.”
“Come ‘ere.” He pushed one arm under her neck and cuddled her close. Gunnar was a snuggler. If someone had told her that two days ago, she would have laughed until she couldn’t breathe. Now, she rested her head on his chest and dozed off. Four AM was way too early to get up. Especially when Gunnar pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head and whispered, “Sleep, baby. We have a couple of more hours before the reality clock starts ticking.”
“Yummy,” she whimpered. Dreaming of being in Gunnar’s bed, both of them naked and him cuddled up next to her, was an awesome way to start a morning. A gentle hand ran over her body. A stroke and her nipples hardened. A touch and her pussy got wet. She rolled to a position where Gunnar could touch her breasts more easily and she opened her legs so he could play with her pussy. She sighed; if only this wasn’t a dream.
Gentle kisses across her face light as a feather, pecks on her lips, with his hands making her insane, even if it was only in her dreams, was the best way to wake up. She loved to cuddle in the early morning hours, when her body and mind had some rest and the level of tension in her nervous system was very low. Her body relaxed enough to enjoy sex far better and deeper than when her body and mind were full of tension from all the activities and emotions which came from a full day of living.She loved the feeling of drowsy Gunnar pressing all her buttons to turn her on. Even if this wasn’t reality, her day was going to start off with the biggest smile and the best mood ever.
She rolled over onto her side, and Gunnar spooned against her, his hard cock grinding between her butt cheeks. His hands caressed her body, and he gave her neck kisses which made her shiver.
“You are so beautiful when you wake up.” The words rasped against her neck, and she arched against him. The intimacy and close connection wove around them. Neither were properly awake, which ramped up the desire.
“Jerk-God.”
He chuckled, and she felt it all through her body. “Still going with that, huh?”
“Mmh.”
He moved down the bed and between her legs. His mouth covered her clit and he sucked, sucking and releasing the pressure rhythmically, pulling her clit in and out of his mouth until she moaned almost in time with his sucks.
“Gunnar…”
“Yeah, baby?”
“Quit teasing me and…”
He surged up her body to claim her lips, kissing her deep, wet, and slow. “And what?” he teased.
“Make love to me.”
“How can I resist those green eyes? How could anyone?” He closed his eyes for a moment, his hands stroking her face, and murmured, “My pleasure, baby,” and slid home.
