Page 119 of Hold Me Until Morning

Fantasies of him that I’d kept like a dirty secret that had only piled on the shame.

“I don’t want to go to sleep tonight without you touching me. One more time. Show me what it would be like. If it was real.”

Each word was a ragged pant, and he kept taking me in from where he stood hovering at the edge of my bed.

So big in the night. A tower that shrouded.

“One more time, huh?” He prodded it, like he already knew no matter how many times I had him, I was going to want more.

“Yes. Once more.” It was the last defense I had. Because I was the foolish girl who already felt herself falling.

Falling for a man who was so out of reach I knew I could never really touch him.

“Don’t you fret, darlin’, I plan on taking care of you. I’m going to make you come so hard and so good that I’m going to have to gag you so Lolly doesn’t hear you screaming.”

There was that arrogance, but I couldn’t find it in me to be offended by it right then. Not when what he was suggesting sounded so damn nice.

“Please.”

Cody ran his hands up the inside of my thighs, spreading my legs wide as he went.

Flames ignited in their wake.

Shivers rolled.

Alive.

My heart a thunder in my chest.

His silhouette was massive where he hovered over me in the swirling dimness of my room.

Both hazard and asylum.

I whimpered a needy sound when he leaned all the way over me and ran his lips along my jaw, his short beard rough and sweet and probably leaving a mark.

Lolly was going to have a field day tomorrow.

But I couldn’t find it in myself to care. Not when those hands raked down my shoulders and over my breasts before he sat back enough so he could grab the hem of my tank. He slowly peeled it up.

I shivered as he went, and I angled up to make it easier for him.

My nipples pebbled into the hardest peaks when he pulled it all the way over my head.

I sank back to the mattress while Cody remained standing. Gaze afire and his teeth plucking at his bottom lip.

“Fuck me, darlin’.”

He dragged the knuckle of his index finger over my left nipple. Fire zipped through my middle and sent shockwaves shooting between my thighs.

“Been dying to get a good look at these tits. Not sure I’m ever going to be the same.”

He bunched both of them up, my breasts far more than those big hands could contain, and he dipped down and licked one hardened tip and then moved to do the same to the other.

I squirmed, bucking up as my fingers clawed at his chest. “Cody.”

“Don’t worry, darlin’, I know what you need,” he mumbled at the sensitive flesh, and then he was easing down, kissing a path across the soft flesh of my belly.

Desire streaked far and wide, and I breathed out toward the ceiling when he hooked his fingers in the waistband of my sleep shorts and dragged them down my legs.

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