I couldn’t help the smile I gave him, giggling a little as he swatted me on the ass. I turned and hurried back into the bathroom. As I slid his soft pajamas straight up my legs and over my hips, my cheeks warmed at how easily you could see my peaked nipples through the worn blue shirt. It was soft against my skin, though, and I could tell it had been a favorite of his. And now I was wearing it. The thought alone made my pussy squeeze again. That commanding voice paired with all this sweet caretaking was going to be my undoing.
I opened the door with a flourish, grinning at Colton as I struck a pose in the light flowing from the bathroom. He had moved back on the bed, and his hands were folded over his chest as he watched me strut my way across the room in his borrowed clothes.
“Look at you,” he crooned, his voice deep as he watched with rapt attention.
I struck another pose. “Don’t you want me?”
“More than my next breath, but you aren’t ready for me, baby.”
I pouted, dropping the pose as I went for more of a pout. “I could be.”
“Not tonight,”‘ Colton said, throwing the blankets back from the side of the bed. “Get in here, beautiful.”
Humming with pleasure from the endearment, I crawled up the bed, making sure that Colton got an eyeful down the loose neck of his shirt as I got comfortable at the top of the bed at his side.
“Do you need anything? Other than sleep?”
I set my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes when his heat instantly sank into my skin. “Just this.”
Colton sighed. “You are a test, I swear it.”
I smiled but didn’t bother opening my eyes. “I’ll be worth it.”‘
His fingers tangled in my wet hair, but it didn’t hurt, just a reminder that there was someone else here, taking care of me for the first time in such a long time. “You already are.”
Sleep swirled around me, the warmth of his body under me lulling me off to dreams. But not before I felt the softest brush of his lips across my nose and then my mouth.
I smiled, trying to kiss him back. But I was already too far gone.
***
Colton
There was something in my face. A teasing strand of silk that kept moving just out of the way of my hand as I brushed at it. But this time, a soft noise accompanied my hand moment, and I froze.
Gia.
In the night, we had shifted, she onto her side, nearly on her belly, but her hips tucked back hard into the curve of my body. One of my arms was bent under her pillow, bringing her wild strands of hair to my face, while the other arm was straight down her body. And not just casually draped over her waist. No, my hand had slipped into the waistband of her borrowed pajamas, and my fingers were brushing right over the heat of what felt like a freshly shaved cunt.
I shuddered. My cock was rock solid, pressed up against her as I bent my neck far enough to press an open-mouthed kiss to her shoulder.
I needed to move my hand, but the way we were so wrapped up in each other, it wasn’t going to be easy.
“Hmmm,” Gia mumbled, her legs swishing around in the sheets, making her ass bounce and rub my cock even harder.
“Fuck,” I mumbled, biting back my words and trying to slide my hand out of her crotch as she shifted. I thought I had beensuccessful, when just as quickly as Gia had begun to move, she suddenly froze completely.
Fuck. She was awake. And my hand was inches from her pussy. Not to mention the hard-as-steel cock that was pressing insistently against her ass as I spooned her.
“Colton?”
Shit, shit, shit, shit.
There was no denying any of this; I decided to go with it. “Good morning, beautiful.” I pressed my face into her hair, the familiar smell of my shampoo reminding me in an instant that she’d showered in my bathroom. She’d slept in my bed. She was rubbing against my cock.
I’d always been a possessive man, but this was nearly too much for my already tremulous control.
“I thought maybe I dreamed it,” Gia said, her voice a sleepy rasp.
