Page 163 of Heartless
When I yawned, Jake kissed the top of my head.“Let’s go to bed, baby.”
I sat up.The blighting grief had dimmed from his eyes.“All right.I’ll see you tomorrow."
As I unfurled my legs to stand up, Jake touched the side of my neck.“Stay with me tonight.”
“Jake, I didn’t come here for—”
“I just want to hold you.”
His tone was almost pleading, and I remembered the torturous loneliness of the first night after Mom had died, so I gave in.“I’ll be five minutes.”
Jake’s forehead touched mine.“Thank you, baby.”
After getting ready, I came out of my room.Jake was crouched in front of the fireplace attending to the embers.He took my hand and led me through the lowly lit hallway toward the front living room.In his bedroom, we stopped by the side of his bed, and standing beside me, he removed my robe and pulled the duvet back.
Half asleep, I climbed into bed while he went to the bathroom.A few minutes later, the mattress dipped, and the bedside lamp switched off, plunging the room into darkness.Jake’s arms wrapped around me, and I was enveloped in his scent.Our bodies intuitively clicked around each other, so I was sprawled over his side, and my face was against the base of his throat.Nuzzling deeper, I cocked my knee up.
He was naked.
And he was hard.
Very.
Oh.I held my breath.Maybe that wasn’t such a good idea.
The rumble of Jake’s voice strummed against my body.“Can’t help it.Sleep, baby.”
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The graze of a warmhand sliding up and down from the back of my bent knee to the crease under my butt drew me out of sleep.
I kept still, enjoying the gentle waves of shivers the slow back and forth was triggering while my body had started to soften.
His palm pressed into my naked bottom while every muscle of his body hardened.“Kitten.”
God, he was warm and strong.If I stayed, I knew that within seconds, the world would become just the two of us.But then, we would get out of bed.
His mouth grazed my forehead.All I had to do was to move my head a few inches.Not even that.I rolled away from him and sat up on the edge of the bed with my back to him.As I pushed on my knees, his arm banded around my waist.The warmth of his skin against mine elicited a luscious frisson.
“Sienna.”
I shut my eyes.“Let go, Jake.”
“Baby—”
“Please, let go,” I whispered.
His arm spasmed before it unfurled, and I was free.I reached for my robe thrown at the foot of the bed and slipped it on.
“Sienna, look at me.”
I slowly pivoted to face him.His back was against the headboard.I forced myself to ignore his glorious chest and the obvious mount his erection was forming under the pale green sheet.
His arm extended, and he opened his hand.“Come here, kitten.”
I clasped my fingers in front of me.“Bianca’s leaving today, and I want to spend some time with her.”
Then, I fled to my room.
