Page 28 of It Just Feels Right

I rear back as if he’s slapped me. “Can you trust me? Of course you can trust me. I said that because I’m scared. I’m scared because I’ve never felt this way about anyone, and so yeah, I said I didn’t wantanything serious. I’ve even tried to convince myself of it, but it’s too late. I like you, Baker. I like you a lot.”

“Okay. I like you too… a lot. We don’t have to rush anything. We can let it happen naturally.”

I look at him curiously. “So you want it to happen?”

He grunts. “Cass… baby. I’ve stroked my cock, thinking of you every day this week. Yes, I want it to happen, but I want you to be sure. I’m not going to have sex with you and let you walk away from me.”

The more he says, the more I know I’m making the right decision. I want Baker to be the one. I’m going to have to be bold, and that’s not easy for me, but I have no doubt that he is worth it. “Okay, well, is it okay if I crash here tonight? I told Mom and Ryan that I was spending the night with Haven.”

He points at the floor. “You want to stay here… all night?”

“Yeah, but I mean, I can sleep on the couch.”

He bites his lip and looks at me with a dazed, glassy look in his eyes. “I have a spare bedroom. You can sleep in there if you want.”

I try not to show my disappointment. “Great. Okay. I’m going to run out and get my bag out of the car.”

I turn to go, and he grabs my hand. “You know you’re not going to sleep in the spare room, right?”

I suck in a breath, hopeful. “Where am I going to sleep?”

“In my bed, next to me. Nothing has to happen, but I’m not letting this opportunity pass me by. I want to hold you all night.”

My mouth falls open in an “Oh.” He pulls me against him. “Is that okay with you?”

I nod. Satisfied, he points to the couch. “Have a seat. I’ll get your bag.”

He waits until I sit down before he grabs my keys on the entry table and then goes outside. When he comes in, he carries my bag down the hall, and I don't have to watch him to know he’s taking it to his bedroom.

I get up from the couch and follow him. I’m surprised when I turn into the bedroom and he has one arm on the wall and is taking deep breaths. He looks like a man that is slowly losing control.

“What are you doing? You okay?” I ask him.

He raises his head and looks at me with a smoldering gaze. “I’m convincing myself I need to be strong.”

I move, stepping under his arm and leaning back against the wall in front of him. “What if I want you to be weak?”

“Fuck, Cass, you don’t know what you’re asking me. I can’t resist you.”

I pull the dress I’m wearing up my hips slowly. When I get it to my chest, I pull it over my head and let it drop to the floor. As I’m standing here in front of him with only my bra and panties on, I get nervous. That is until I look into his eyes. The way he’s looking at me is everything.

I undo my bra first and let it fall. Then I walk over to his bed, pulling the covers back. “I didn’t bring pajamas. I hope that’s okay.”

He’s speechless.

Before I get into the bed, I take a deep breath and then peel my panties down my hips and legs and kick them off my feet. I slide into the bed and pull the covers up over my body.

He’s next to me in an instant. “You’re in my bed, naked.”

I laugh. “I know I am.”

He starts to undress, and when he’s down to his boxers, I hold my breath, waiting. His arousal is evident through the thin material, and I want to see all of him, but he doesn’t remove the shorts. He walks around to the other side and climbs into the bed. He slides toward me until I can feel him hard next to me. He pulls me against him, and my whole body trembles on contact.

“You okay? I can hold you just like this, baby, and be satisfied.”

He thinks I’m scared, and I thought I would be, but with him, I’m not. The desire for him has gone to a whole other level. That’s all I’m thinking about. “I want to be with you, Baker. I want to be with you completely.”

He groans and kisses me until I’m breathless. I hold on to him, smashing my breasts against his chest. Every fiber of me feels ignited as the hair-roughened length of his legs slide between mine. I feel him everywhere. His hands caress me, his lips are making promises that I hope he keeps. I break the kiss, arching my body into his. “It feels so good.”

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