Risking It by Angela Quarles

Author:Angela Quarles [Quarles, Angela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
Publisher: Unsealed Room Press
Published: 2017-10-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Aiden

I slip back into our room, juggling the tray loaded with breakfast I nabbed from downstairs and trying to be quiet. When I left Jane a few minutes ago, she was conked out. Adorable and all mussed, twisted in the sheets, her hair in disarray, but conked out just the same.

I grin. Because she still is.

There’s also less tension in my shoulders—on the elevator ride down, I logged into my bar’s bank to check the daily deposits. Not only are the credit card totals like I’d expect, so are the cash deposits. Stuart’s definitely a keeper.

I ease the tray onto the room’s round table, wincing when it makes a slight dink. I hurriedly glance over my shoulder, but she’s still stretched out on her stomach, the sheets only covering her legs. Her delectable ass is pointing right at me.

God, my hands itch to graze along that smooth, soft skin again. Grip that ass tight. Squeeze. Let go, and then squeeze again. Yeah, I’m an ass man. And Jane has a perfectly rounded ass. An ass that sits up high and proud. I crumple the note I left on the nightstand in case she woke up, quickly strip, and slip back under the sheets. The bed’s barely had time to cool—I was that fast getting breakfast.

No way did I want to miss waking up with her beside me. Or worse, her waking up and panicking at my absence. Cuz I think she’d panic. I would, and I don’t care if that makes me a mushy wuss.

I burrow up beside her. The beautiful lines of her back are to me, so I slip an arm—reaaalll slow—around her waist and nuzzle up behind her with a steady movement. I don’t want to wake her yet. I want her to wake up in my arms.

Yeah, cheesy, I know. But fuck it.

I shift that last distance and, ah, yes. She fits so perfectly against me. Her hair’s floral scent fills me, its strands soft against my nose and lips.

Having her ass pinned to me, my nose in the perfect spot, my hand skimming up her soft, smooth stomach and oh so stealthily resting against one of her beautiful boobs doesn’t make me harden.

Nope.

That fucker’s been hard since I woke up to find my dick happily wedged against her ass.

It only got happier—and harder—as my brain came on line and splashed me with all of last night’s erotic memories.

A sleepy moan escapes her, and she wiggles her butt, nudging my very happy dick. Impossibly, it swells even more.

I’m a healthy, red-blooded, heterosexual male, so my reaction’s not newsworthy. We’re pretty simple with the biological imperative and all—female ass pressed to our dick? It’s going to harden, just sayin’.

But what’s different is how much more quickly and how much more intense it is with Jane. There’s an extra animating force layered through our interactions. Chemistry. And, Jesus, did that chemistry flare and feed off us last night.

With what I’m about to admit, if I shared it with Luke, Conor, or any of my other buddies, they’d yank my man card away so fast it would cut.

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