Prologue
I carefully listen to the soft sounds of her breathing, wondering how I have allow myself to get into this situation. I am not a cuddler. Yet here I am, my arm numb and asleep resting under Camila’s cheek. She has no problem staking her claim and getting comfortable in my bed, even if that means using my various body parts as a pillow. Her favorites seem to be my chest or shoulder. Though right now, I’d say my bicep is a close third.
I don’t want to move her, I can’t even bring myself to because I don’t want to rouse her from sleep. I’d promised her she’d be okay and I found myself unable to break that promise in any form. If she need to be close to another warm body while she sleep, what hardship is it for me? Other than this awkward erection and numb arm, I will live. She sigh contentedly and roll in closer, throwing one leg over my hip, damn this is temptation!
I know if I cross that physical boundary with her I won’t be the gentle lover she deserves. The overwhelming feeling of want she stirs within me won’t allow for that. I will fuck her hard and fast. And since I am pretty sure she is still a virgin, she deserves someone who will be careful, soft, and take his time. Another reason why I am not the man for the job. I shift her knee to relieve the pressure of her warm thigh against my groin and I try to relax.
During times like this my mind would often wander and I can’t help but remember the first time I laid eyes on her. She’d been a startled little thing, huddled in the corner, watching me with wide eyes. Even then she’d roused in me all kinds of protective instincts, made the alpha male inside me come out in a big way. And if my current cuddling status is any indication, she still does. I tighten my grip around her unconsciously drawing her nearer. Even if I can’t act on the desire I feel for the woman in my bed, I sure as fuck won’t let anyone hurt her.
She squirm in her sleep, murmuring lightly. I bring my free hand to her hair, sweeping the tousled strands from her forehead to quiet her. She is too vulnerable, too damaged, which is exactly why I need to stop thinking with my dick. Pronto
