Page 61 of The Lost and the Found

Then she asked, “Where are you going?”

I took her in quietly, from the way her gaze moved down to the bed, to the way her hands tightened around thesheets, as if it was taking everything in her not to pull them up and cover herself with them.

“Nowhere,” I said, climbing back into bed, and ignoring the way she watched me warily.

She was obviouslyfeeling vulnerable.

I reached over and turned off the bedside lamp before wrapping the warm blanket around us. And then she was in my arms, her back to my chest. I couldn't remember the last time I spooned a bed partner, yet this very action made me want to do nothing more than to keep her in the safe cocoonof my arms forever.

She snuggled in closer to me and froze when she felt myerection against her ass. I didn't say anything, but it was taking everything in me not to grab a hold of her and bring her closer to me. She felt so good, and I was painfully hard.

“Logan?”

“It’s okay, Hayden. Just go to sleep.”

“Are you sure? It’s just, it feels like a bigger problem.”

I let out a choked laugh. Yes, a bigproblem was an apt description.“Yes, I’m sure.”

“I can take care of it for you,” she said quietly.

I stilled behind her. Then, “You want to make me come?”

I didn't need to look at her to know she was blushing.

“Yes?” She said in a form of a question. She didn’t sound sure. She placed her hand on top of mine, where I had spread it out on her naked chest.

I couldn’t lie to myself and say I had never imagined her doing that to me.

I would love nothing more than to feel her hot mouth wrap around me, with me directing her every move. Teaching her to please me. And she would be such a good student, I had no doubt about it. But now wasn'tthe time. If she hadn’t sounded so unsure of herself, and if she hadn't looked at me with those vulnerable eyes of hers just moments before when she thought I was leaving, I might have let her. But notnow, not when I couldn't be sure if she was offering because she really wanted to, or because she was feeling vulnerable.

I pressed my lips to her naked shoulder. “It’s okay, baby. Just go to sleep.”

She didn't say anything for a long second, then another, and I didn't know what she was thinking or feeling.

“Okay,” she said finally,burrowing herself more under the blanket. I could have sworn I heard her take a small inhale, as if taking in my scent on the blanket. I smiled at thethought.

“Goodnight, Logan.”

“Goodnight, baby.”

“You won’t go anywhere?”

I hugged her tighter againstme. “No, I won’t. I will be here when you wake up in the morning.”

“Thank you.”

And then she went to sleep in the safe cocoon of my arms.

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