once more, sliding his hand from her midriff to the spot between her legs.
Ohmygod. Ohmygod. That feels so good. Maybe I should just let him finish—
“I want to come inside you,” he said in a gravelly, sin-filled voice.
Dammit. With his hand firmly rubbing that one strategic spot, his words almost made her orgasm. You can’t do this, Tay. You can’t. No matter how good this…Ohhh…he slid his hand inside her panties, diving straight between her folds.
She found herself unable to make him stop.
“Mmmmm…That’s what you like. Isn’t it, Taylor?” he mumbled.
Taylor. He was dreaming about her!
She clenched her eyes shut. I…I…oh that feels so—No! I have to wake him up.
He began rocking himself just a little faster, moving his hand in time with the wonderfully wicked hip-motion. She was about to….Ohgod. No…I…I’m going to…
“Bennett!” she said in a firm voice. “You’re dreaming. Wake up.”
She felt her entire core twitching and fluttering on the brink of an orgasm. His hand froze mid-stroke. It took every grown-up, rational cell in her body not to rock against him and finish.
She turned her head slightly and found his eyes open, staring at her, the look on his face—a slight frown and lots of blinking—an indication of his severe confusion.
“Miss Reed, why are you in my bed?”
She cleared her throat. “It’s Ms. Reed. And you’re actually in my bed.”
“And how did I get here?” he asked, making no move to uncouple their tightly pressed bodies or remove his hand from inside her panties.
“Not sure. I found you in here after you went to the hospital. You were clothed when I found you, if that makes this seem less indecent.”
“I see.”
Taylor wasn’t sure what was going through Bennett’s mind, but right about now, he had to be realizing that he had his hard cock wedged against her tailbone and his fingers intimately stroking her little jellybean of pleasure.
Jellybean of pleasure? Really, Tay? Well, the word clit didn’t do that spot on her body justice. Clit sounded like something found in an engine or the arming mechanism inside a bomb. “Quick, turn the clit counterclockwise before she blows!” No, clit wouldn’t do at all. And clitoris sounded like a disease one contracted while traveling by steamboat down the Amazon. “Oh no. I’ve caught a horrible case of clitoris in between my toes. Anybody got some cream?” That part of her body deserved a word worthy of its awesome mind-control powers. It could make her sweat and blush and crave with one little twitch. At this moment, it told her to beg Bennett to take her. It told her to roll over and get that hard, huge, velvety cock of his deep inside so it could have its sweet bouncy fun.
God, she wanted him so badly. Why had she stopped him? “Bennett, I—”
“Oh fuck.” He pulled his hand away and rolled to a sitting position, placing his feet on the floor, his back to her.
And…cue mortification. Thank God she hadn’t told him to keep going.
Even in the dim light, she could see the hard muscles on his broad back that tapered down into a very tight waistline. He rubbed his face and groaned—yeah, it was that groan. The one that would’ve completely turned her on, if she wasn’t completely horrified by his reaction.
“Don’t feel bad,” she said, her voice cracking. “It was just a dream. I know you didn’t mean anything by it.”
He gripped the edge of the bed tightly with both hands, nodded, and blew out a breath before getting up and retrieving his clothes. He didn’t say a word as he slid on his pants and shirt.
Oh God. He’s never going to speak to me again. But she hadn’t done anything wrong, and as far as she was concerned, neither had he. In fact, he’d done everything right.
In his damned sleep, no less. She could only imagine what he was capable of when fully conscious and making a real effort.
He left her room, barefoot, jacket and shoes in his hands. She stared for a long, long time at that door, wishing he’d come back and…well, finish the job.
Ugh. What? No. This is so awkward!
She flung herself back on the bed. “I swear that man is going to be the death of me.”
CHAPTER 10
A few hours later, Taylor awoke to loud, unwelcome knocking on her hotel room door. She rolled out of bed, landing on the floor with a thump.
“Gah…” She pressed her hands to her temples. Her head pounded away, and her body still felt the