Page 120 of Five Fingers of Death

But then he shocked me, slipping his arm behind my head and tucking it under my neck. I immediately fell against his chest. My hand rested on his abs, but I couldn’t bring myself to relax.

“Izzy,” he sighed.

“Hmm?” I answered, pretending everything was fine.

“Relax. I’m not gonna do anything. Just get some sleep.” Then he grabbed my hand and tugged it further across his abdomen, leaving his hand resting over mine.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, willing my body to unclench. This was fine. Everything was perfectly fine. He was just trying to help me. With every minute that passed, I found myself calming down a little more until finally, my head rested easily on his shoulder and my body relaxed against his. It wasn’t too much longer before the steady beat of his heart lulled me to sleep.

* * *

Warmth wrapped around me, making it impossible to wake up. I was slightly aware of a large hand resting against my stomach and a leg intertwined with mine, but it all felt like part of a dream.

Until I felt a very hard length behind me, pressing against me. My eyes flew open as I realized what was going on. I hadn’t felt anything like that in a very long time. Not since…

I pushed those thoughts from my mind and sorted through my feelings, unsure what to think about what was going on. Of course, Jason was probably sleeping. He most likely didn’t even know what he was doing. It was normal, anyway. Men woke up like this.

Should I move? Would he be mad if he woke up with his hands on me? Oh God, his daughter was in bed. What if she saw?

I swallowed around the dryness in my throat, searching desperately for a way out of this situation. Just as I figured I would get up and pretend none of it happened, his hand slid lower on my belly, skimming along the waistband of the rolled sweatpants.

I sucked in a breath as waves of heat washed through me. Unable to move, I laid there as his finger ran slowly back and forth along my stomach. A staggering breath rushed out of me as he shifted behind me. His cock pressed against my ass, forcing a pained groan from his lips.

I didn’t know if I should move or say something. I just laid there frozen, wishing for more, but not knowing what I wanted or how to ask for it. All I knew was that I liked the feel of his hand on me.

Hot breath skimmed over my neck and then his lips brushed behind my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I whimpered at his touch, and then he rolled me, sealing his lips over mine in a bruising kiss.

Pleasure rolled through me and feelings I hadn’t had in years reemerged down below. Oh God, I was turned on. I squeezed my thighs together, taken by surprise when everything started tingling. Gasping, his tongue slid into my mouth, slipping over mine in a smooth caress that nearly made me cry out.

My brain was on overload as I felt his hand sliding up my stomach, just under my breast. His cock rocked against my hip, and his mouth slid over mine so perfectly that I never wanted it to end.

“Izzy,” he breathed, and then his finger brushed against my breast. That was it. Heat rushed through me, pulsing at my core. I cried out as inexplicable pleasure took over and shattered me. His mouth sealed over mine, swallowing my moans with his kisses.

I laid there shivering, mortified that all it had taken for him to make me come was a few simple touches and kisses. God, I was such a freaking mess.

“Carli!” I hissed when I remembered she was here.

“It’s okay. She’s in her room playing,” he whispered, pressing kisses to my neck. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“Oh.” It was just because a woman was in his bed.

“No, not oh,” he muttered, kissing me hard.

I blushed furiously as he traced my lips with his finger.

“I didn’t mean to grope you. It shouldn’t have happened like that. I just woke up and was wrapped around you,” he said gruffly. “All I could think about was touching you, and my hand was already here,” he said, skimming along the waistband again. “I’m sorry if I pushed too hard.”

I was beet red. I knew it. I could feel the heat coming off me in waves. Not just because he was the sexiest man I knew and currently had me in his arms, but because he’d made me come so easily.

“No,” I whispered. “I just…” I needed to tell him. I couldn’t let this sit between us, not when things were happening. He had a right to know, to walk away if it was all too much.

“Talk to me,” he said, his eyes locked on mine.

I faintly heard Carli playing in her room. Now that I wasn’t so focused on what his fingers were doing, I could pay attention to other things. And this was something I didn’t want her to overhear.

“It’s been a long time,” I said.

“I figured.”

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