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Isleepwithout underwear all the time, but it's different doing it knowing Drew is going to be pressed against me. Knowing his hands—
I'm getting ahead of myself. I take a quick shower, brush my teeth, and change into my normal pajamas: a tank top and cotton drawstring pants. Not the sexiest thing, but they're comfortable.
Drew joins me a few minutes later. He's wet and warm, fresh from the shower. And he's shirtless, wearing only a pair of cotton pajama pants.
"You really sleep like that?" I ask.
"Unless it's cold." He scoots next to me, so he's spooning me. His hand traces the neckline of my tank top as if feeling for a bra.
"Drew," I groan, shifting my body against his. He smells like soap. "What are you doing?"
"Keeping you honest." His fingers trace the edges of my pajama pants. They dip inside lower and lower.
Almost there.
Then his fingertips skim my clit.
Damn.
"I want to ask you something." He presses his body against mine.
"Right now?"
"You want me to stop?" He pulls his hand back to my belly button.
"I didn't say that."
He chuckles. "It's relevant to the subject at hand."
"You're trying to kill me."
"Yeah." He scrapes his teeth against my neck. "Do you ever fantasize about me?"
"So not going there."
"That's a yes."
Obviously it's a yes. I turn so I'm facing him. "Do you ever fantasize about me?"
"All the time." His hand goes to my hip. "I go out of my mind."
"Do you..." I take a deep breath. I want an answer to this so badly. I've never thought about another guy like this. Never wondered how he thought of me or if he— "Do you touch yourself?"
"You're ridding right?"
"No." I stammer. "What's funny about that?"
"A million times."
My sex clenches. Drew really thinks of me that much? He wants me that much? "Really?"
"Fuck yeah. You have any idea how sexy you are?" He yanks the strap of my tank top off my shoulders as if he's proving his point.
I relax into his touch, groaning as he toys with my nipple. He sucks on my neck, shifting his crotch against mine so I can feel his erection.
Drew shifts me so I'm lying on my back. He leans on his elbow. His eyes meet mine. "You ever touch yourself thinking about me?"
