“You didn’t say no.” His arm that’s draped over me tugs me closer. “And we’re adults now. We can do what we want.”
My lips tug upward as I let myself think about all the things I do want. I snuggle into him, feeling even better about finding a way to tell Nate I want more.
I’m tired, more so than I expect. Even though I have more snark to throw, being in bed with him is already making me want to fall asleep.
Nate lets me, and I can hear the sound of his breathing. It’s better than any sound machine I could buy, and I’m drifting off in seconds.
chapter twenty-one
Consciousness seeps in slowly.I know before I’ve even opened my eyes that I’ve slepthard. I have no idea what time it is or how long I’ve been out, but I’m pretty sure we could’ve hit something and I wouldn’t have known.
Light spills through a crack in the drawn curtain, so I know it’s sometime during the day. I try to move and get my phone only to realize I can’t do anything.
When I dozed off, Nate’s arm was slung over me and I was barely grazing his chest with my back. It was close, but there was some semblance of space between us.
Not anymore.
There’s no indication of who moved throughout the night. All I know is that there’s no way I can go anywhere without waking him up.
At some point, I moved to my back. Nate rolled over, planting his head right on my chest. It can’t be comfortable with his size, and his feet are definitely hanging off the bed, yet he’s still fast asleep.
I want to be worried. But this feels natural. I want to run my fingers through his waves, just enough to wake him up so he looksup at me with his adorable green eyes. Then, he would lean up for a kiss.
My cheeks go red as I wonder what kissing Nate would be like.
It’s not the only thing I’m curious about.
Nate’s eyebrows furrow in his sleep as he reaches out. His fingers graze my ribs and I go tense. Is he waking up?
Instead, his arms tighten and he presses his face into the nook of my shoulder and neck. I feel like I could combust, but I don’t dare move. His leg hikes up, and that’s when I feel it.
He’s hard.Veryhard, and his dick is pressed into my leg.
My eyes squeeze shut and I take a deep breath. Just the feel of that does more to me than Rob ever could. I would be working with far more than I ever had before.
Would he be more caring than Rob was? Would he give me time that I had to steal from Rob? Would it feel like all the songs and books said it should?
Nate’s cock presses into me one more time. I resist the urge to push back. He’s asleep. We’ve not talked aboutanything.
But I want this.
So bad.
Still, I try to pull away.
“U-um, Nate?” I say. “Hey, could you?—”
His eyes open in a flash. He’s much faster at putting the pieces together than I was, and he’s off of me before I can even finish my sentence.
“Shit,” he mutters under his breath.
I’m suddenly cold. I blink slowly, trying to get my wits about me.
Nate stares at me with a stricken expression before he’s gone and in the bathroom. I’m tempted to use the mirror, but it’s obvious he wants the only privacy he can get in this tiny room, so I let out a sigh and flop back onto the bed.
A heavy silence settles in as I give him a moment. My cheeks burn and I can only imagine what he’s thinking.
It takes a long time before he emerges. I’m still lying on the bed, trying to parse through my emotions. It’s so easy to take him running off the wrong way, but I’m trying my best not to go down that path.
