Page 13 of Adrian (Love Under the Lights 3)

As much as I loved Trading Places, the day eventually caught up with me, and I nodded off with my head resting on Adrian’s shoulder. When I woke up and adjusted my position, he came awake, which was how I realized he’d fallen asleep too. That was also when I realized he’d taken off my glasses at some point and set them on the coffee table. I knew he was the one to do it because they weren’t thrown haphazardly into the bowl I kept on the table for just that reason. It was those little things he did that melted me. Whether because I was drowsy or because I just wanted the night to go on, I said something that I think surprised me almost as much as it did him.

“You should just stay here tonight.”

His eyes widened as he stared at me in surprise.

“Not for sex!” I blurted, worried he was thinking I was just trying to get laid. “It’s late, and we’re both tired,” I explained. “I’m just saying you could stay here, if you want to. I mean, unless you want to go home. You probably do what to go home, right? I’m sure your place is much nicer than mine. I need new pillows and…”

I stopped speaking when he gently placed his hand over my mouth. “There’s literally nowhere in the world I’d rather be right now than with you. Of course I want to spend the night.”

When we went into my room and he started to get into the bed fully clothed, I stopped him. “Are you going commando?”

His eyes twinkled with amusement as he shook his head. “I have boxers on.”

“Then there’s no need for you to sleep in your clothes.”

I figured boxers were just the same as a bathing suit. Though I didn’t factor in what the sight of his naked chest would do to my libido. I knew I would never forget the way his V-cut muscles looked or how his happy trail dipped into his boxers. I’d never been struck dumb by a man before, but seeing Adrian Clarke clad only in boxers did it. Anxious to cover my reaction, I hurried to the other side of the bed, climbed in, and shimmied out of my leggings beneath the blanket. I knew he was aware of the fact that I’d been staring at him, but he didn’t draw attention to it. Instead, he got in the bed and waited for me to turn off the lights. I slid into his arms as though I’d done it a hundred times before and surprised myself by falling asleep almost immediately.7AdrianWaking up with Casey’s back plastered against my chest and my cock nestled between the rounded cheeks of her ass was one hell of a way to start my day. It was also pure torture because morning wood didn’t even begin to describe how hard I was. My dick was heavy and throbbing, and not because it had been a long damn time since I last had sex. It was all due to Casey and my overwhelming response to her.

Holding back had stretched my self-control to the max last night when she’d snuggled into my side while we’d watched the movie. She fell asleep with about ten minutes left, and I liked having her there so much that I’d stayed put through all the credits and then pulled up a script Dane wanted me to read on my phone.

After she woke up and asked me to stay, it had taken me at least an hour to fall asleep because my cock was all too aware of her soft, warm body next to mine. I’d have a hell of a time from keeping my rock-hard dick out of her if she gave me even the slightest indication that was what she wanted. But it’d been clear last night that she wasn’t ready yet, and I needed to stay strong until she knew this wasn’t just about sex for me. I wasn't going to fuck shit up with her before it even started by letting my dick do the thinking. I had no doubt Casey was more than worth the wait.

My cock still needed to get on board with the plan, though. Whenever she was near, it was ready to burst through my pants to get to her. Reluctantly pulling away from her warm body, I shifted my dick to a more comfortable position in my boxers before rolling off the mattress. A quick glance at the bed confirmed Casey was still asleep with her arm flung over Duke’s small body. My dog didn’t seem to care that his owner was up. Not that I blamed him since he had his head cuddled against her soft tits.

Careful not to wake Casey up, I softly padded over to the bathroom and gently closed the door behind me. After doing my business and stealing some of her toothpaste, I quietly moved through the small apartment. I’d eaten way too much last night and shouldn’t be hungry, but I woke up starving. My stomach growled as I opened Casey’s fridge. “Fuck,” I groaned when I saw how empty it was. There were a few generic brand condiments and some butter in the door. A pitcher of tea, a carton of eggs with only one left inside, and an open can of pumpkin puree with foil over the top sat on the top shelf. That was it.

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