with anyone before.
I guess I get to play house with Dillon, knowing that there’s an expiration date on it when we leave the island. No worry or risk of her getting attached to me, which could happen if I did this kind of thing with anyone back home.
“West.”
“Hmm?”
“Do you have a side of the bed?” she asks on another yawn.
“No.” Then, I yawn because that shit’s contagious.
“No?” Her voice perks up a little. “How can you not have a side?”
“Because I live alone.”
“So? People who live alone still have a side of the bed. I lived alone and had a side of the bed. How can you not have a side of the bed?” She suddenly sounds a fuck of a lot more alert than she did a few moments ago.
And there I was, thinking we were going straight to sleep.
“I don’t know. I usually just sleep in the middle of my bed.”
“But …” She sounds really confused by this, and it’s pretty fucking cute, to be honest. “Which nightstand do you put your stuff on?”
“What stuff?”
She lifts her head and stares at me in the dark. “I dunno. Your lamp. Phone. Drink. General shit.”
“General shit.” I chuckle. “Well, I have a lamp on both nightstands. And the rest, well, I guess it just goes on whichever nightstand I happen to drop it on that night.”
“I can’t even. You’re really freaking me out.”
“I’m getting that.”
“I just … it’s not normal.”
I laugh again because she’s funny as fuck. “It’s perfectly normal. I’m a big guy. I take up a lot of space. So, I just sleep in the middle.”
“What size bed do you have?”
“A really big one.”
“Bigger than this?”
“Yep.”
“But you fit on one side of this bed, and it’s a king.”
“My ass is hanging off the edge of the bed.”
“Really?”
“No. But it’s close to it.”
“Do you need me to move over?”
“No, you’re good.”
She goes silent, but I can hear her mind ticking over.
“This really bothers you, doesn’t it?” I laugh softly.
“I can’t help it!” Her hands go up in the air. “I’ve just never met anyone who doesn’t have a side of the bed.”
“Well, you have now.”
Silence again.
“So, I’m guessing you have a side of the bed?” I say to her because this conversation is amusing the shit out of me.
“Duh. Of course.”
“Which side?”
Silence.
“Dillon … which side?”
She lets out a soft sigh. “The right.”
“Where I’m lying.”
“Uh-huh.”
“You want to sleep on this side?”
“Yes, please.”
I chuckle as she scrambles up to climb over my body, but I catch her as she’s moving over me, holding her there. One hand on her back, the other tangled in her hair. “Why didn’t you tell me this the other nights we slept together?”
“Because the first night we shared a bed, I slept on top of you.”
“Good times.”
“And the second night, we passed out at the bottom of the bed, and sides of the bed don’t count there.”
“Why not?”
“They just don’t. And the other nights, you slept on the left. So, all was good.”
“Seems legit.”
“It’s totally legit.”
“Well, considering it’s my bed you’re in tonight, I think there should be some form of incentive for me giving up my side of the bed.”
She arches her brow. “Oh, so now, you have a side of the bed? And FYI, it’s not your bed; it’s the resort’s bed.”
“I’m paying to rent it.”
“Don’t you think that’s weird when you really think about it? Paying a shitload of money to rent a bed that hundreds, possibly thousands, of different people have slept in? Done God knows what in? Christ, just think of all the sex that’s been had on this bed.”
I love the way she gets sidetracked so easily. “Let’s just think about the sex we’re gonna have on this bed—right now.”
“We’re having sex? But we only just did it a few minutes ago.”
“Dillon”—I tug her head down and bite on her plump lower lip with my teeth—“we’re always having sex.” I lick the spot that I just bit. “And it was fifteen minutes ago, not a few minutes. And I was ready to go to sleep, but I’m not now because you got my dick all hard again when you climbed up on here and rubbed your sweet ass all over him.”
“I did?”
I grab her hand and shove it down between us, putting it on my cock.
“Oh.” She lets out a breathy sigh as her fingers curl around my fully hard shaft. “I guess I did. My bad.”
“We can totally do bad. Hot, hard, and dirty all over this bed. Unless