“Me, too,” I whispered back. I didn’t know that I could say anything any more reassuring than that.
The truth was, as much as I wanted to tell Cade over and over again that everything was going to be alright, I was scared, too.
I closed my eyes, trying to get to sleep and forget all about this for just the night. Maybe in the morning, we would have more hope.
Cade
I barely slept. All night long I just shivered.
I was fully dressed, under a heap of blankets, next to a fire – and I still couldn’t seem to stop shivering.
I wasn’t even sure if it was really down to the temperature. It wasn’t as cold in here as I had honestly expected, given the fact we were literally under snow.
But I was scared, and we’d been through a lot today, and I couldn’t seem to turn my brain off or stop shivering. I tossed and turned, trying to at least do it quietly and gently so I wouldn’t wake Aiden up, unable to get myself to relax.
Until Aiden made a kind of humming noise in his sleep and shifted towards me, throwing his arm over my body and pulling me close against him.
“Um,” I squeaked, forgetting I was trying to be quiet.
“Stop shivering,” he murmured against my ear, his voice slurred with sleepiness, and I reminded myself to take a breath so I wouldn’t run out of oxygen.
He was holding me against him. His warm, hard, wide body pressed up against my back. I could practically feel the ridges of his stomach against me.
And… something else, too, if I wasn’t very much mistaken.
Something hard was pressing into the back of my thigh.
I swallowed.
He had a hard-on, didn’t he?
I tried to calm my panicking heart, thudding wildly in my chest, with logic. He was asleep. It was pretty normal for a guy to get hard in his sleep. I’d had my fair share of wet dreams and morning wood. And besides, he was probably dreaming of something else. Maybe he was dreaming he had his arm around a pretty girl in bed. That was why he was reacting like this.
It was just a normal bodily reaction to the heat of another person. That was all. He definitely wasn’t hard for me.
This didn’t need to be awkward at all.
I didn’t have to say anything about it in the morning – or ever. We never had to mention this. He probably didn’t even know he was hard and I wasn’t going to tell him. It would be absolutely fine.
I just had to find a way to move so it wasn’t…pokingme.
I held my breath and shifted myself forward a bit, moving away from Aiden’s arms. I just needed to get enough distance between us…
He made a noise of complaint in his sleep and pulled me even tighter against him, his hand moving down over my stomach and then up, sliding against my bare skin under my t-shirt. His palm was hot and heavy, his arm pressing me against him without any give.
And his hard dick nestled firmly against my leg.
Oh, this wasn’t happening.
It was hot and thick against me – I could feel it had to be pretty big. The kind of big that had me wanting to rock back against him and squirm to assess it more accurately. I kept myself as still as I possibly could, not even daring to breathe deeply.
God, I wanted to reach back and touch his dick.
Inevitably, I felt my own dick getting hard just at the thought of it. I couldn’t concentrate on anything else. All I could feel was that hard rod against me.
Aiden shifted in his sleep and for a second I thought I was about to get some relief –
And then he pulled me with him until I was leaning backward, laying across his body. And that hard dick was still pushed right up against me… in fact, now even more so. I could feel every line of it, the heat searing into me, making me bite my lip to stop myself from whimpering out loud.
