man so rocks my world.
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A few hours later, Taylor found herself unable to sleep in the big bed upstairs alone. She knew that it had been a trying night for Bennett, and he had issues with intimacy, but she longed for his strong arms wrapped around her waist and the sound of his gentle breath in her ear.
The man was such a heavy sleeper that she wondered if she couldn’t curl up with him for a few hours without him noticing and then sneak away before he woke.
She tiptoed downstairs and used her hands to feel her way down the hall past the kitchen.
After turning the corner, she came to an open doorway, but from the sound of absolutely nothing, she guessed he wasn’t in there. When Bennett wasn’t having nightmares, he had a soft, masculine hum to his breath, the kind she might want to record and listen to every night like white noise meant for lulling a restless girl to sleep.
She found the second door closed and quietly pushed it open, placing her ear to the crack. Yep. There was Bennett, his rhythmic breath strumming peacefully away.
She slipped inside, closed the door, and carefully climbed into bed with him. He jerked and mumbled something unintelligible, but when she lifted the covers, she realized he was on top of them. Not a surprise given it was still pretty warm in the house.
She lay down next to him, and her eyes adjusted to the blackness allowing her to see the contours of his handsome face. He wore no clothes, and his long, lean, muscular body looked like the statue of a god, carved from sleek marble.
Oh, god. Is it me, or is it getting hotter in here? Knowing that Bennett lay nude right next to her might be the reason. You are not going to molest him in his sleep. She lay there, restless, feeling the gentle breeze through the window. So hot. So hot. She got up from the bed and went back out to the living room, searching for a thermostat. There had to be an A/C here somewhere.
Every corner and wall came up empty, so she made her way back to Bennett. She stared down at his naked form and decided he had the right idea. She slipped her dress over her head. You can handle it. Just a girl and guy, sleeping naked together.
Now cooler, and feeling more tired than she cared to admit, she closed her eyes, lulled by the sound of Bennett’s breathing. She felt like she’d landed on a strange planet where simply being near him felt like home.
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Something warm and hot woke Taylor from her sleep, sending sharp pleasurable tingles through her groin, deep into her belly.
“Mmmm…” came a low, wholly masculine groan, rousing her from her drowsy state completely. She felt the heat of a man’s chest pressing against her. “Mmmm…Taylor.”
Her eyes fluttered open, and she realized that Bennett was tightly fitted to her back, his hard cock nestled in the apex of her legs, pushing right against her deliciously sore entrance.
Ohmygod. He’s sleep humping me again. This man is so damned sexy.
She gently reached around and placed her hand on his shoulder, giving him a little shake. “Bennett?” she whispered. “Wake up.”
He gripped her hip and began moving against her, sliding back and forth, right over her little c-spot.
Her eyes rolled in her head as she felt every hard inch of his thick velvety cock creating friction and pushing her toward the edge. He hadn’t even entered her, but dammit if she didn’t want him to.
“Oh, God. Bennett, wake the fuck up. That feels so good. So, so incredible, but…” Well, for starters, he wasn’t wearing a condom, and second, the man was asleep.
She sighed. “Bennett, as much as I want this, it’s probably not the best idea, so please wake up?”
His body jerked a little, and she felt that strong hand dig into her hip. He stopped thrusting and then pulled his hips back. She winced as the motion left her panting, needy, and sadly all alone down there.
She felt the bed shift, followed by a small rustle.
She smiled. Wicked man. You’re awake now…and you’re—
“Oh fuck!” she cried out as he returned to her and thrust deeply with one sharp motion. He hadn’t even needed to grope or fumble. He knew exactly where to go.
“You’re amazing, Bennett. I—” He thrust again from behind. “Ohmygod. So amazi—” And again. “Zing.” And again.
She felt his lips on the back of her