Page 33 of Saving Shepperd

Damn, that one hit me right in the feels. I crunched up to reach her mouth and gave her a quick peck. “Thank you. That was a lovely thing to say.”

“It’s the truth. You have that kind of smile that literally lights up the whole room you’re in.” She grinned wider as I studied her features. “And I’m not just saying that because I want to jump you right now.”

“Girl. You’re not going to quit until I’m inside you, are you?”

She shrugged. “A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. Am I right?”

“In all seriousness, though, yes, I’ve seen a therapist.”

“At this age, and especially byyourage, everyone has been a few times.”

I poked her ribs before playfully threatening, “You’re going to get it.” Immediately I remembered how tickling her triggered a panic attack and silently prayed I didn’t just repeat the offense.

Thankfully, she let out a delightful squeal and rallied back. “I’m not afraid of you.”

This time she was the one to initiate our kiss, and by the time we were both breathing like we’d run a marathon, Shepperd was straddling my hips and rocking on my stiff cock.

“You’re a troublemaker,” I said with lips pressed to hers. “I can’t take much more of this and not fuck you.”

“Please don’t let me stop you,” she said breathlessly.

“We’re going slow, remember?” I said, completely baffled where the resolve was coming from. “Plus, it’s very late, and we both have to work in a few hours. When I do finally get inside you, I’m going to take my time and fuck you all night long.”

Of course, those words just made the flames in her eyes glow brighter. It wasn’t a lie, though. It was almost two in the morning, and I was exhausted. We were both jacked up on lust, but once we settled down, I was sure we’d pass out. Or I knew I would, at least.

I kissed the tip of her nose and easily moved her off me. “Now be a good girl and get some sleep. I don’t want a grumpy bear in my kitchen in a few hours.”

“Do I seem like the grumpy bear type?” she asked, trying to hold a pout but grinning instead.

“Totally.” We snuggled together again like when we had first lain down. “Good night, darling. Sleep well,” I whispered. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Me too.”

And we both fell into deep sleep.

ChapterNine

Shepperd

Disoriented, I jerked up in bed and looked around the room. Then it all came back to me. I was with Law and had just logged more sleep than I could ever remember. And yes, it was very late when we finally gave in to sleep, but after glancing at the clock beside the bed and doing some quick math, I knew five hours was more than I’d had in a long time.

My eyes dropped to the empty bed beside me. I ran my hand over the sheet where the indent of his body was still fresh. I needed to get up and on my way home—or to my parent’s home, at least—so I wouldn’t be late for work. But Law wasn’t in the adjoining bathroom either, so I pulled on my jeans and threw on my top right over his T-shirt. Scooping up my shoes on the way out of the bedroom, I padded down the hall in socks to the open, brightly lit kitchen.

“Good morning,” he said in a low, rumbly voice that made the hair on my forearms stand on end. His warm smile coaxed out my own, and he slid a mug of coffee across the island toward me.

“Not sure if you take cream and sugar, but I guessed yes based on the drinks I’ve seen you with at the coffee shop.”

“Mmm, thank you. Mind if I take this with me, though? I think I’m pushing my luck with time here, and I still have to get to my parents and get cleaned up.”

“Yeah, no worries. I have a travel mug that should fit in your car,” he said, already rummaging through his cabinet, looking for the cup. He had an adorably victorious look on his face when he found it and turned back to where I was admiring his ass.

He set the mug on the counter while keeping me captivated with his stare and prowled toward me. I sucked in a breath and felt heat flooding my face. This man had the most intoxicating effect on my body. Just looking at him was like taking a potent drug. He pulled me into his embrace and gave me a slow, intense kiss.

I stared up at him when we parted and couldn’t come up with a single thing to say. My brain was completely scrambled, and my body wanted things we couldn’t accomplish if we were going to make it to work on time.

“Jesus Christ,” I muttered, and his smile grew wider.

“What?” he asked before taking another sip of his own coffee.

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