Page 86 of Shattering

She had always used Gray as her own personal legwarmer, curling against him when the cold seeped into her bones. Her feet were perpetually frozen, and he had always been warm, always willing to let her tuck herself against him, bury her face in his chest, steal his heat.

And now?

Now she couldn't sleep.

Let's face it, she missed sex.

One night, she woke up and felt it.

A weight in the bed. The dip of the mattress.

She didn't move, just breathed, letting her body stay loose, pretending to be asleep.

Gray crept in beside her, slow, hesitant, like a man pushing his luck.

The air shifted as he settled in, his arm hovering just over her waist, so close yet not touching.

Cadi smirked to herself.

Let him suffer.

Without warning, she pressed her bum back against him, flush against his groin.

Gray sucked in a sharp breath behind her, his entire body going rigid.

She felt it. Hard. Pressed against her.

A low, pained groan escaped him, and she could practically hear him gritting his teeth.

For a second, she thought he'd pull away, do the noble thing and roll back into the cold.

He didn't.

Instead, he snuggled closer.

A slow, cautious shift until his arm settled over her waist, pulling her against him, his body warm and solid behind her.

Cadi kept her breathing even, kept her body relaxed, smiling in her sleep.

He was such a big puppy. Desperate for affection, for touch, but still unsure of his place.In a way she never realized before.

She felt the hesitation in his muscles, the way he was holding himself back, even now, when he was obviously suffering.

Good.

She pushed back just a little more, letting the curve of her bum nestle into his lap, feeling him twitch against her.

Gray groaned softly, his fingers tightening on her hip.

Cadi bit back the giggle which was fighting to get out.

She wasn't going to make this easy for him.

By morning, he was gone.

The next night?

She felt the bed dip again.

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