Page 96 of Sergeant O'
For a second, I thought he might argue, that same stubborn streak flaring in his eyes. But then his shoulders softened. “Yeah, Sunshine. I can do that.”
We crawled into bed and found each other easily, our bodies quickly nestled together in a familiar position. His arm came around my waist, my back pressed to his chest, and the sound of his breathing evened out against my neck.
I let myself breathe again. I’d been so afraid I wouldn’t get another night like this. His warmth and the weight of him beside me left me feeling content and happy.
When his hand slid up to rest over my heart, I covered it with mine and whispered, “I didn’t want to go to bed alone tonight.”
He kissed the back of my shoulder, barely a brush of lips. “Me neither.”
We fell asleep like that—entangled, content, and foolish enough to think it would stay that way.
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It was still dark out when I woke to the weight of his hand resting over my stomach. For a second, I thought I was still dreaming. Then his thumb traced little circles on my stomachand I couldn’t help but smile, knowing he really was lying next to me.
“Brian,” I murmured, my voice rough with sleep.
He hummed against the back of my neck. “Hey, beautiful,” and I could smell the toothpaste on his breath.
His fingers drifted higher, slow and teasing, and I rolled out of bed and held up one finger, “Hold that thought,” before I disappeared into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, I came out with freshly brushed teeth and found him with one hand behind his head as he gave me a seductive smile.
“You’re supposed to be resting,” I admonished as I crawled in bed next to him and settled against his side.
He idly ran his hand up and down my spine, slow and teasing, and I could feel his smile against my hair when I shivered.
“I was,” he said. “But you’re more interesting than sleep.”
“You walked halfway across town tonight,” I said. “Your leg—”
“Is fine,” he murmured, cutting me off with a soft kiss.
I meant to stop him, but my hands were already sliding up his chest.
The soft sound he made against my mouth made it impossible to think about anything else.
When he rolled me onto my back, the look in his eyes had changed to something darker and more focused. I wasn’t sure if I should be scared or not.
But I was definitely turned on.
Judging by his hard cock notched between my thighs, he was, too.
“Why don’t you get on your back?” I suggested as I pushed on his shoulder. I knew there was no way his leg was “fine”.
With a lazy grin, he rolled off me.
“You should probably lose the underwear, too, while you’re at it.”
“Such a bossy little thing,” he pretended to grouse while immediately complying with my request.
He folded his pillow and lay back with one arm behind his head.
For a second, all I could do was stare. Sometimes it was still hard for me to believe that I was hooking up withBrian O’Shuaghnessy. Finally, I murmured, “Damn, you’re hot.”
“So are you, Sunshine. Now take your clothes off and ride my cock, already.”
Yeah, I could definitely do that.
