Page 95 of This Time Around
She needed sleep, and I needed some damn rest.Just seeing her sleeping in her bed not only made me hard, but for the first time since we were on the phone, it felt like I could breathe again.
I settled one hand behind my head, laid on my back and placed my other hand on the curve of her hip.
Nothing woke her, so I closed my eyes and pushed all my fears of worst case scenarios I’d been able to concoct out of my brain.
I was here.
She was fine.
And I was never leaving her again.Somehow, I’d fallen in love with this woman lying next to me.Now, I had to prove myself a man worthy of winning her love in return.
I didn’t knowhow much time passed, but I’d been laying next to Rebecca’s sleepy body for so long, drifting in and out of a light sleep every time I caught a noise from Jordan moving around downstairs, my hand on Rebecca’s hip was starting to cramp.
I moved it, flexed and relaxed my hand.A quick check of my phone told me it was now almost eight o’clock.The scent of bacon had wafted upstairs a while ago, which meant Jordan had done some cooking, at least for himself, and I’d heard him coming in and out of the house.
Hopefully, he took care of the animals while he was letting Rebecca sleep, but I needed to get out of bed and do my part.The man hadn’t slept at all and was probably running on empty.
I also had higher priorities.
Rolling to my side, I rested my hand on Rebecca’s shoulder before sliding it down her side to the curve of her waist, the span of her hips and back up.When I slept next to her, she’d curled on her side and rested her head on my shoulder.I thought maybe she slept that way because she was with me, but she’d been in the same position, curled on her side, facing the side of the bed I was on, since I snuck into her room.Her lips were parted slightly, tiny little puffs of air occasionally escaping.Her hair was pulled back, messed at the top of her head with only a few wisps brushing against her cheek and across her forehead.
I could lay there for hours and do nothing but stare at her and still feel like I’d accomplished something important.
Unable to resist, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers.It was a mere whisper of a kiss, but she stirred.A slight sound escaped her and she licked her lips.A stronger man might have been able to resist that sweet call, but not me.
I settled my hand on her hip again and squeezed, just enough to see if she’d wake.She hummed another sound and tipped her chin up, closer to me.
She might have been dreaming.She might have had no idea what she was doing.Or maybe, even in her sleep her body responded to me when I was near.Either way, it was time to get her up and moving around.
“Morning,” I whispered, brushing my lips over hers again.“Time to wake up, Rebecca.”
I settled my lips against hers, tiny little flicks of my tongue against her bottom one to tease her awake.The last thing I needed was to scare her and end up with a knee to the junk if she didn’t know who was in bed with her.
Her hands that had been settled beneath her chin, pressed together lightly like she’d fallen asleep praying, moved, and one of them slid to my neck, ran down to my shoulder.
Her lips parted and I took the invitation, shifting closer to her, sliding my tongue inside her mouth.
“Oh,” she breathed, taking my kiss.Giving back.All that worry that’d been twisted inside of me, that had relaxed when I saw she was really okay, balled into a different kind of need as she rolled her hips and pressed herself against the length of my body.
“Cooper,” she groaned.
And fuck.Yes.My name on her lips, her eyes still closed, sent a flash flood of emotion racing down my spine, straight to my balls.Need gripped me.Desire burned my veins until I had rolled us, moved her to her back where she spread her legs, allowing me to fall between them.
My erection pressed against her center and her hands fell to my hips.She was kissing me, arching into me, knew exactly who was in bed with her, and yet she still hadn’t opened her eyes.
“Becca,” I whispered, and pulled away from her mouth.I trailed kisses over her lips, down to her jaw and back to her ear.“Open your eyes, beautiful.Let me see you.”
She groaned as I nibbled on her ear, and her fingers tightened at my hips.“Cooper.”
She pressed her hips, rolled them into me, and it’d been less than forty-eight hours since she got me off with her hand and her mouth, but it felt like months.I could come in my underwear like a teenage virgin getting his first flash of real-life tits if she didn’t stop.Not that I’d mind, really, but I wanted inside her.The other night was a beautiful tease of what she’d be like in bed, and I’d had plenty of time to fantasize about how to take her the first time.
First thing in the morning, after she’d been awake half the night, and with her brother downstairs was not going to be it.
“Hey,” I pulled back, settled my hand on her cheek.“You awake yet?”
“Mm-hmm.”Her eyes were still closed but the edges of her lips lifted up.“You aren’t supposed to be here,” she mumbled, and all that was right in the world turned sideways until she continued.“But I’m glad you are.”
My forehead fell to hers at the admission.Her hands slid up my sides and down to my hips.“Can we finish what we started now?Please?”
