From Dust by Freya Barker

From Dust by Freya Barker

Author:Freya Barker [Barker, Freya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: dark, loss, survivor
Published: 2015-08-03T04:00:00+00:00


Even though it’s only eight o’clock and there are still diners, the crowd has thinned some, which is why I decide to follow Viv’s suggestion. I’m sure Gunnar will show up as promised after closing and I welcome some time to try and sort my thoughts before he comes.

Upstairs I take a quick shower after checking the entire apartment first. It’s something I do now since being back here. The hot spray goes a long way to washing the tension from my shoulders but makes me even sleepier. I dry myself off, towel dry my hair and with the towel wrapped around me, lie back on the bed, just for a minute.

I wake up at some point during the night to the feel of Gunnar’s solid body pinning me to the bed in what has become a familiar way. One arm serving as my pillow and his other one wrapped tight around my waist, his leg hiked up over mine. My body is tilted toward the mattress and it’s difficult to move without waking him. He obviously found me asleep when he came in and decided to crawl into bed with me.

With my bladder about to explode, I wiggle myself out from under his body and leave the towel that has come loose during the night. Darting into the bathroom, I quickly pee before flushing and washing my hands. Tiptoeing over to the dresser to grab something to wear, the deep rumble of Gunnar’s voice startles me. “Come back to bed.” Painfully aware that I am stark naked and backlit by the bathroom light, I grab the first thing I can find.

“Just let me put this on,” I mumble, trying to find the right end to the shirt so I can pull it over my head.

“Don’t,” he says simply. “Been waiting to feel your skin against mine. Just let me feel you.”

His eyes are luminous orbs in the dark room and the lust in them is unmistakable. I should probably feel apprehensive, but I’m surprised to find myself growing more confident under his study. When I start moving toward the bed, Gunnar flips back the covers, revealing his broad chest, dusted in dark hair with a few silver strands. My eyes follow the trail that runs down to the waistband of the boxer briefs I’m relieved to find him wearing. His gaze burns a tingle on my skin as it traces down my body. I barely get a chance to slide into bed when his arms reach out for me and pull me on top of his body. I can feel the press of his prominent erection against my stomach and it doesn’t feel like a threat—more of a promise of what he could do to me. I can’t help but rub myself against him restlessly.

“Mmmm,” his voice rumbles in his chest. “Don’t know if I can just hold you, Bird.”



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