A grunt escaped him, his ensuing swallow audible, echoing against the walls, joining the symphony of our heavy breathing. For a moment, I was convinced he would move off me and go back to his bedroom, but he didn’t.
Instead, as if magnetized, his thumb skimmed down my cheek at a torturous pace until it brushed against the edge of my nipple, testing its shape.
My pulse was erratic, and my lips parted on a soft, audible exhale in response. His eyes followed the sound.
Slowly, his eyes swung back to mine, none of us daring to utter another word yet, afraid to interrupt whatever this was. Maybe as Olivia, I should be embarrassed about our position, but Sofia wanted to bask in this moment.
Iwanted this.Iwanted more.
As if I spoke the words out loud, he leaned forward another inch, releasing a deep, wanton sigh, mingling our breaths together.
My breathing stalled, my heart hammering even harder against my rib cage. Warmth spread through me, pooling between my thighs, and I arched into him.
Justbarely.
But that was all it took for him to pull back, releasing his hold on my wrists. Our eyes were still connected, his eyes peering at me from his hooded gaze. I watched him intently, burning the image to memory.
He brought the thumb that was previously on my breasts to his parted lips, trailing it against the seam as if he were remembering the ghost of our mingled breaths, branding the feel of me on him.
Without any explanation, he pushed off me and settled next to me. Turning me on my side, he pulled me to him, his chest brushing against my back. I let out a small gasp from the sudden closeness, his heady, familiar scent suffocating me.
He shifted, snaking his arm underneath me, my head now resting against his bicep before it settled on my chest. He then dragged the blanket back up with his free arm, wrapping us beneath it.
My skin prickled with awareness at every inch of our skin touching and I started to move, protesting against his touch, but his grip over my chest tightened. “Don’t fight me on this. Go back to sleep.”
Although I knew this was a bad idea, I craved his closeness, especially after what just happened. I usually didn’t mind being alone after, but somehow, my body needed him.
Ineeded him, and it was as if he knew that I needed him close after the nightmare.
Of course he did. He used to comfort you all the time when you had these nightmares multiple times a night.
The strong desire to bask in his warmth combined with his authoritative tone made me concede.
“Okay,” I whispered softly, deciding to concentrate on his fingers running through my curls, smoothing them behind my ears.
His other arm moved down to splay across my stomach, his finger drawing small circles on top of the thin fabric. My eyes shut at his touch, the feel of his hand on me after so long sending tingles down my spine.
A different tightness sprouted inside my chest, this time unlike the previous one left behind from the nightmare.
I’d missed himsomuch. I knew I shouldn’t, since I was the one who left him, but I always wondered, what if I’d stayed? I had no right to go there, but I just hoped that when all of this was over, he would forgive me.
That he would give me a second chance.
As if he could hear the wheels of my mind working overtime, his hand left my hair to find mine under the blanket, clasping it in his own and giving it one gentle squeeze. I let myself relax into the warmth of his body, squeezing his hand back.
I felt my breathing shift into heavier breaths, my eyes growing heavy as I focused on the rise and fall of his chest brushing against my back. I tried to fight it, but, eventually, I slipped into darkness on a whispered echo.
What are you doing to me?
Theo
What the fuck just happened?
I moved to adjust myself, causing Olivia to stir beside me. Her head shifted on my arm as she tried to make herself more comfortable.
My body wanted to bring itself closer, to mold itself further into her, even though my mind knew that wasn’t a good idea.
Mentally cursing myself for getting into this situation, I swallowed hard and decidedfuck it. I shifted my body closer, pressing my chest flush against her back, every part of our bodies now touching.