Page 44 of Crave: A Reverse Harem Romance

His room was about as extravagant as the rest of the house. Once again, he had another giant television in here. Why he’d ever need both, I really wasn’t sure, but I wasn’t about to question it when he’d been so gracious in his hospitality. I really appreciated his kindness tonight.

I had needed it.

He went into one of his drawers, his dresser was a sleek black with more marble countertops, and pulled out a large black t-shirt and some dark gray gym shorts.

“Will these work?” he asked.

“Yeah, that would be fine,” I said, as I walked over to him and took them.

“Okay, well, I’ll leave you to get changed…” he said, and he began to step towards the door.

I had to laugh. “Seriously?” I said.

“What?” he asked.

“I mean… you’ve seen me naked several times now. You think I can’t get down to my bra and panties in front of you?”

He laughed. “I had no problem with it, I just wasn’t sure what you would be comfortable with here. I said no funny business, and I meant it. I didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.”

“Well, don’t worry,” I told him. “I don’t think it’s possible for you to make me feel uncomfortable.”

I truly meant that. He was such a sweet guy, and he was nice to me in every way. There was just no chance that he was ever going to make me feel weird. I loved being around him, I truly did.

I pulled my dress off, and he made it a point not to stare as I pulled the t-shirt over my head and the shorts over my legs.

“Alright, well, you can go ahead and sleep in here,” he told me. “But if you need anything like a drink or something, I’ll be in the room next door.”

“Okay…” I said, a little disappointed that he wouldn’t be staying in here with me.

“Alright. Goodnight, Harlow.”

But I couldn’t just let him go. I didn’t want to watch him leave. The words came spilling out of me.

“Axel, wait,” I called out.

He turned around. “Yeah?”

“Could you maybe just… stay here with me?” I asked. “If that’s not too weird, and if you don’t mind—” I did consider that he might not actually want to stay in here with me. Like maybe he enjoyed my company when we were having sex, but it was different when we weren’t. Maybe he just didn’t want to hang out with me if it wasn’t sexual.

I began to get nervous that I was about to be rejected.

“Sure. Yeah, I can do that. You want me to just… lie down with you?” he asked hesitantly.

“I do. If that’s okay, I mean.”

He nodded slowly. “Of course. It’s more than okay.”

I climbed onto his bed and lifted his heavy comforter up as he went to his drawer and began to change into a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt. I kept my eyes off of him. I knew if I saw him changing I was going to get turned on, and surprisingly, I really didn’t want to have sex tonight. I was all sexed out today. I didn’t want any more adventures at all.

I just wanted some calm.

He climbed into bed behind me and inched closer and closer until he finally put his arm around my waist.

I was hoping he’d do that. I so badly wanted to cuddle with him. I knew that wasn’t something I should have been craving since this wasn’t a relationship, but I couldn’t help myself. I’d had such a rough day, I was feeling so vulnerable, and I was desperate for that kind of attention.

As soon as he put his arm around me, I let him know I was okay with it by inching back toward him until my body touched his and we were spooning one another. He grabbed onto me a little tighter, then put his whole arm around my torso.

It instantly relaxed me. I felt warm, safe, and like I was at home even though I was in his house. It was the kind of comfort I so desperately needed right now.

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