Page 106 of These Pucking Boys

Even though we’ve slept together already, this gesture feels more intimate. “Yes,” I croak.

Ryan unbuttons my jeans and pulls the zipper down before placing the hot water bottle on my belly. I sigh.

“Is it too hot?”

“No. It’s perfect.”

“You should drink the tea while it’s hot.”

“In a moment. I’m quite comfortable right now.”

“Okay, Peaches. I’ll go check on the pets, then start on the cupcake decorating. Any instructions?”

“No. I trust you.”

I don’t mean only with the cupcakes. I know now I can trust him with my heart too.

I fell asleep on Ryan’s couch last night, but when I wake up in the morning, I’m in a satin-sheet-covered bed. I vaguely remember stumbling here with him. It’s pitch black in the room, and that gives me a mini panic attack. I roll onto my back and collide with a warm body.

“Good morning, Peaches,” Ryan whispers in a raspy voice, curling his arm around my waist.

I’m hyperventilating. I can’t think straight with him so close to me. “How do you know it’s morning?”

“My body knows.” He presses his hard-on against my leg, making my entire being buzz with desire.

I’m not feeling in the least bit sexy though, and I need to get ready for work. “What time is it?”

“Probably before six.” He moves, and a moment later there’s a humming in the room, and a bit of light penetrates the darkness. He opened the shades.

“I should get going or I’ll be late for work.”

He holds me tighter, bringing his nose to the crook of my neck. “Don’t go yet.”

I melt against his body, but my mind is far from relaxed. “You know there’s no chance we’ll have sex right now.”

“Do you think that’s what I have in mind?”

“Uh... your hard cock pressed against my leg tells me that.”

He snickers. “I can’t help my body’s reaction to you, beautiful. But don’t worry, I respect your boundaries. I just want to snuggle for a little bit.”

Oh God. Now my heart and the butterflies in my stomach are having a contest to see who can move faster.

“Okay.” I close my eyes and enjoy the heat coming from Ryan’s body, and the sense of peace that washes over me. “This feels nice.”

“I know. I never understood why people like it.”

“You never snuggled with anyone before?”

“Nope. I never felt the desire to do so before you.”

As much as I want to bask in his words, the dark seed of doubt sprouts in my head. Instead of melting into Ryan’s arms, I tense. I curse those WAGS for making me doubt my relationship with my guys.

“What’s wrong, Peaches?”

“It’s nothing.”

He rolls on top of me and looks into my eyes. “You can tell me.”

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