“That was–”
“So fucking good,” he finishes for me.
Speaking for myself, I wholeheartedly agree. Even though I’m spent, muscles loose like jelly, my next thought is to take care of him. But when I glance down at where his erection was just clearly outlined in his sweatpants, now there’s a dark spot of wetness.
“Y-you came?” I stutter. “But how?”
He moves back to stand between my legs. I’m still spread openly on the counter like a buffet, but the look on his face is no longer consumed with desire. My best friend is looking at me, and I feel safe.
“You, Raegan,” he says. “Just you.”
Chapter Twenty-One
JAMIE
Well shit.
Now that I’ve had a taste of what Raegan looks like completely undone, I can never go back. Tiny strands of dark hair are plastered to her temple and her skin is flushed from cheeks to chest. She looks sexy as hell.
Raegan shifts uncomfortably on the counter, and I can tell she’s ready to get down, so I take her by the waist and lower her carefully to the floor. Seeing her stand in my kitchen in just my shirt, the insides of her thighs caked in the arousal I caused, sends a rev to my dick to start up again, but I can’t push it. All of this, no matter what I feel, has to be on her terms.
She wipes the stray hairs from her face and looks as exhausted as I feel. It's then that I remember I’ve been awake for more than twenty-four hours.
I see that the clock now reads 7:15 A.M. “Take a nap with me?” I suggest.
She nods and I lead her back upstairs to my bedroom. I grab a damp washcloth, knowing she’ll want to clean up a bit, and wipe down her thighs before tucking her under the covers.
“Don’t look so proud of yourself,” she chastises playfully.
I must be smiling.
“How can I not be? I know what you smell like when you’re turned on.” I press one kiss to her lips and playfully bite her bottom lip. “Now I can’t wait to taste you.”
I change into a clean pair of briefs before climbing beneath the silky sheets beside her. I’m overwhelmed with her scent, but it must just be because she’s here with me.
Next to me, Raegan’s body is stiff, unsure whether or not she should keep space between us, so I reach out sleepily and grab her waist. “Come here.”
She gives in and melts into my side. Pulling her back flush against my chest, I rest my chin on the top of her shoulder and breathe in the sweet scent of her coconut shampoo. I envision doing the same in my wolf form, and whether I’m dreaming or reliving a memory, I can’t be sure. But the position soothes me, and soon I’m drifting back into a peaceful sleep, my best friend in my arms.
The next timeI open my eyes, the clock reads 7:00 A.M. I shoot up in bed, confused and unsure whether I’ve gone back in time or the clock has stopped working. Turns out it’s neither, because when I grab my phone the lock screen shows the date on the calendar has changed. I slept an entire day and night.
But where is Raegan?
Did she wake up early this morning and regret what we did yesterday?
I bring up her contact info to call her, and I see she’s already sent me a text message. Several in fact.
THURSDAY 12:04 P.M. Hey you were still sound asleep so I just wanted you to know I’m back at my place to start packing ??
THURSDAY 12:12 P.M. I am still moving in right?? Does our encounter on the counter mean we shouldn’t? Ha
THURSDAY 12:13 P.M. ok that was a joke but seriously. Should we talk about this first?
THURSDAY 12:44 P.M. I know you’re probably still sleeping so I’m just going to wait and we’ll talk about it this evening ♥?
MISSED CALL 7:10 P.M.
THURSDAY 7:35 P.M. Hey so I came to check on you and you’re still asleep. I don’t know how long werewolves are supposed to rest after shifting, but you definitely didn’t mention anything about hibernation.
