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"Spread your legs.”

Her thighs parted and I nearly fucking lost it. She was wet and ready. I massaged her inner thighs with my thumbs occasionally brushing against her outer lips.

"Please stop teasing me," she moaned and lifted her hips.

"I’m not teasing you. I told you tonight isn't about sex.”

"It feels like sex.” Her breathing picked up when my thumb grazed her clit.

"It's intimacy. There's a difference."

I placed my palm over her pussy and pressed firmly, rubbing back and forth while my fingers spread wide and massaged the area around it before I lifted my hand and worked the pads of my fingers down her folds, over her clit, and down the sides. She rocked her hips until I pulled away and dropped a soft kiss on her slit then lifted to climb off the bed.

Her eyes were on me quickly when I grabbed the oil and reached for her hand. “I hope you’re about to ask me to bend over the bed.”

I chuckled and kissed her shoulder after she was standing. “No, I’m about to ask you to get in bed with me.”

I moved around her and yanked the bedding back.

“For sex?”

“No, for sleep.”

“With you?”

“Yes.”

“Just sleep?”

I moved closer and gripped her hips, bringing her to me. “Just sleep.”

“Why?”

“Because you need sleep right now more than you need an orgasm and I also want you in my bed tonight.” I brushed my lips over hers. “Get in.”

She frowned and pouted but eventually complied and climbed in my bed. I lifted the towels I used, took them to the bathroom, then joined her. I stretched out beside her and pulled Scotlyn against me. Her back was to my chest, my dick resting against her ass while I wrapped an arm around her waist andheld her close. She covered my hand and laced her fingers with mine.

"This feels more intimate than sex.”

“A connection, which is." I kissed her shoulder and felt her sink deeper into my hold. “Get some rest.”

“Mmhmm.” I smirked, knowing she was already drifting and my mind was shifting to the possibility of having this permanently and not just as a temporary fix.

Which was the last thing I needed in my head…

I woke to warmth wrapped around me. Scotlyn's leg was draped over mine, her arm across my chest and her head on my shoulder. My dick throbbed because of her naked body pressed against mine.

Last night had been about taking care of her and I’d kept my word, which meant denying us both release. But this morning? I wasn’t denying shit.

I moved my fingers down her spine, making Scotlyn stir, which had her inching closer. I ran my hand over the curve of her ass and gripped it firmly. Everything about this moment was so off script. She wasn’t supposed to be in my bed, and damn sure not naked with me wanting to fuck her, but I didn’t care.

"Mmm," she mumbled, still half asleep, grinding her pussy on my thigh. I smirked and shifted to face her, letting my hands continue to explore. My fingers moved up her side, across her ribcage, and over the curve of her breasts. Her nipples hardened against my palms and I squeezed, rubbing roughly.

Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled lazily. "Good morning."

"Morning.” I brushed my thumb across her nipple, watching as she bit her lower lip. "Sleep well?"

"Yep." She rocked her hips against me. “Is this part of the premium treatment too?”