Page 20 of Too Many Beds

What would Lee do in my situation? I turned my head, peering through the dark in his direction. If he wanted to be with someone, what would he do? He was so brave and smart. He wouldn’t cower in another bed out of reach. He’d risk everything to be with the man he wanted. Hell, he’d get right out of bed and go over there, crawl under the covers and…

I blushed at the images that came to mind, and my cock started to stir. I’d spent too many nights in my own bed, alone, dreaming of his lips on mine, his hands and mouth on me, of the way I wanted him to claim me and make me his. That had always seemed like an unattainable fantasy, but now… Now he was right there and the only thing keeping me from him was my own fear. I needed to be fearless, like Lee, and just go after it.

I pushed the blankets aside.

“What are you doing, Jasper?”

I froze at the sound of Lee’s raspy voice. Lightning flashed, briefly illuminating the room. I caught a flicker of his face as he lay in bed, looking over at me. The prey part of my brain said Ishould stop what I was doing, go back under the covers where it was warm and safe.

But I’d be warmer and safer in Lee’s arms.

“I was just thinking,” I started. “If we don’t make it?—”

“We’re gonna make it, Jasper.”

“I know that, but tomorrow ain’t guaranteed, so hear me out for once, would you?” I sighed. “It’s lonely as hell over here and I don’t want to be alone no more.”

The silence settled between us, warm and thick. Sweat gathered on the back of my neck. What was he going to say? Maybe I should’ve been clearer about what I wanted, but he had to know, didn’t he? Lee was smart. He must’ve known.

Lee let out a sigh. “Fine. Get over here.” Fabric rustled and bed springs squeaked as he moved over on the bed.

I scrambled across the space between us and quickly climbed into bed next to him. I reached to pull the blanket up, but Lee did it for me, tucking it in under my chin. Then, to my surprise, he rolled onto his side, put his arm around me, and scooted in.

Lee’s body wrapped around me in a gesture that felt both protective and right. He settled his chin against my shoulders. He sighed, breath tickling the nape of my neck. “What is that cologne you’re wearing?”

My heart started pounding in my ears and all the blood in my body rushed straight to my cock. “Can’t remember the name. It was a gift from my aunt.”

“It smells really nice.”

“Yeah. Thanks.”

I tried to lie still. I really did. But I was getting so hard it was uncomfortable, and Lee’s arm felt heavy on my ribs. I shifted and froze when I felt something hard press against my ass.

“Lee?” I whispered into the dark after a moment.

“Yeah?”

I swallowed around the thick lump forming in my throat before turning my head to glance back at him. He was staring at me with his big, beautiful brown eyes. But there was something dark in his gaze. He was looking at me like I’d turned into a big juicy steak, and he’d become one of those cartoon wolves.

I licked my lips and shifted my ass back against him. There was no mistaking it. He was as hard as I was.

Lee let out a small hiss as I ground my ass against him. He grabbed my hip, fingers digging in through the fabric. “Don’t do that.”

“But why not? It feels good, doesn’t it? And I want to make you feel good.”

“You don’t want this. With me.” He sounded so sad.

I rolled onto my side, facing him, and gently touched his face. “You’re all I ever wanted, Lee.”

His jaw muscles flexed under my fingers. “You shouldn’t say shit like that, Jasper.”

“Why?”

“Because you don’t know what it makes me want to do to you.”

“Then tell me, Lee.” My fingers trembled as I dropped my hand first to his chest and then let them trail lower until they brushed over the erection straining against his pants. “You want to fuck me?”

Lee let out a low growl and then suddenly shoved me onto my back. Before I could move, he was on top of me, my hands pinned to the bed next to my pillow. My heart jumped into my throat as I remembered what he was capable of. Lee had killed dozens of men, some of them killers themselves. If they couldn’t stop him, what chance did I have? Lee was a terrifying man, a man who’d committed countless brutal murders without remorse.

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