While there was space between them, Torin was acutely aware of her presence just a short distance away. He faced her and pulled the covers up over his shoulders. When he relaxed, he found her hand resting on the bed next to his.
Without a word, she wrapped her fingers around his hand so that they rested palm-to-palm. Then, she sighed quietly, and Torin felt her body relax.
Then, she went to sleep. He wasn’t quite sure how he knew, but he was certain she was out. So, he closed his eyes and did the same.
* * *
When he emerged from sleep,feeling warm and rested, Torin realized that he was holding a lot more than Nova’s hand.
They were both on their sides and he had one arm beneath her neck and wrapped around her back. His other arm lay across her side at an angle so that his hand cupped her ass. His thigh was cocked so that it rested between hers and pressed against the warmth of her pussy.
Her body was plastered against his, chest to chest, and her face was tucked into his neck. Torin knew she was still asleep because her muscles were lax and her breath against his throat was a slow, steady puff.
His dick was also so hard that it nearly hurt.
Still, he didn’t want to move. Not a single inch.
Nova shifted against him, rubbing her nose along his throat. His hand tightened on her ass, pulling her closer.
She hummed, the sound vibrating against his skin. Her hand slid up his bare back, traveling from his waist to his shoulder, and she hummed again.
“Morning,” she murmured without moving.
“Good morning.”
“I’m no longer exhausted,” she said before she kissed his throat. “How about you?”
“I’d say exhaustion is the least of my worries,” he admitted.
She laughed a little and, though he hadn’t thought it possible, pressed even closer to him. His dick twitched which made her laugh again.
“I’d say your problem is in your pants,” she murmured, her hand gliding down his back to his ass before she reached between them and palmed his erection.
Torin sucked in a sharp breath. “I think I’d have to agree.”
She pulled her face away from his neck to look up at him. “So, what are you going to do about it?”
Her eyes were heavy and warm as she stared into his.
Fuck it. He wanted her. She wanted him. That was all that mattered right now.
Torin gathered her hair and wrapped it around his fist so he could tug her head back further. “That depends. Am I allowed to be bossy?”
Nova’s breathing grew faster and shallower. “Yeah, I think so.”
He smiled down at her before lowering his mouth to hers. He kept the kiss whisper-light before moving his mouth to her ear and down the side of her throat. When he reached the place where her neck and shoulder met, he bit down, keeping the pressure light.
Nova shuddered against him. Her hand tightened around his cock, which made his current predicament even worse.
“Give me your hands,” Torin murmured against her skin before he nipped her again.
He expected her to argue, but it seemed Nova meant it when she said that he was allowed to be bossy because she complied immediately.
She had to pull away from him to free her other hand and he took advantage of the movement to roll her so that she was on her back. He looped her wrists with his hands as he knelt above her and lifted them to the headboard. His bed was the same black metal as the stairs leading to the sleeping loft and had four horizontal metal rods making up the headboard.
He moved his hold to her hands and curled her fingers around the lowest rod. “Hold on to this for me and don’t let go.”
Nova’s eyes turned into molten gold as she nodded. She liked this and Torin took note.
