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Two minutes later, he’s snoring again. Leaving me to lie awake and question all my life choices, starting with hopping into bed with Colt Wild.
CHAPTER 6
COLT
Morning breaks, the first pale rays of sunlight filtering through the window. I should put up curtains, but haven’t gotten around to it yet. The consequence is waking up every day at the ass-crack of dawn. Normally, I throw a pillow over my head and go back to sleep. But I can’t do that now because I have my best friend’s little sister cuddled up on my chest. One arm slung over me, her breath feathers over my bare skin. She nestles in closer, threading her leg through mine and pressing her hips tight against my thigh. She’s soft and warm, and smells like an orange grove.
I don’t want to move for fear of waking her. She’s so calm right now, a nice change from last night when she was hell on wheels. This Trixie I can handle.
I watch as she inhales, then exhales, her tiny body fully relaxed. She has a light sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose I never noticed before and I have the sudden urge to touch my lips to her pink bow mouth. To taste her, feel her silky-smooth skin against mine.
My cock bobs in my shorts and I shift, trying to remedy the morning wood situation. She stirs, but doesn’t pull away.Instead, she wriggles her hips on my upper thigh and every muscle in my lower half tightens.
Shit.
I never signed up for this. I’m not sure how much of this torture I can take, her hot little body riding my thigh. My fingers itch to palm her ass, squeeze that round peach and make her squirm. I’d love to watch her body flush with pleasure, her eyes rolling back as I tease her with my cock.
I bet she’s a screamer too.
“Why are you staring at me?” Her sleepy voice startles me, interrupting my X-rated thoughts.
“I’m not staring at you. And how would you know? Your eyes were closed.”
“I can feel your stare. Besides, how would you know my eyes were closed if you weren’t staring?”
Touche.She got me there.
“Don’t flatter yourself, Trix. I literally just woke up and you were practically humping my leg.”
“I was not humping your leg!” She smacks my arm and I wince, pretending she did real damage. She inches away from my thigh, and I’m a little bummed about it, not gonna lie.
“Also – why don’t you have any curtains? It’s freaking bright in here. What time is it, anyway?”
I flop my hand onto the nightstand, grab my cell. “A few minutes after seven. I usually get up about now.”
“On account of the fact that you have no curtains,” Trix grumbles, rolling out of bed. She stands and stretches, a strip of her belly peeking out at me.
Damn if I don’t want to glide my hand under her shirt, cup her breasts in my palms.
“You have any coffee here? I’ll go to the store later today, but if you could spot me now, I’d appreciate it.” She lets out a huge yawn, reminding me of a cat, and I nod.
“I suppose.” I pretend to be put out, even though I don’t mind sharing with her. She rolls her eyes and sashays to the bathroom, leaving me alone to adjust my stiffy.
Fuck me.This whole situation is going to be tougher than anticipated if she insists on strutting around in micro-shorts and a crop top. Not that I’m complaining about the view…
I set about making coffee and she eventually comes out of the bathroom, although she’s not wearing any more clothing than before. Great on the eyes, tough on the dick.
“Ms. Dottie said you’re basically my personal handyman.” Trix materializes next to me and I hand her a steaming mug of coffee.
“Funny, I don’t recall that part of the conversation.” I fold my arms over my chest, locking eyes with her.
“You must not have been listening too close then. Because she most definitely said that.”
“What I think she said is I have a long to-do list for them. And since you’re renting the place, I suppose I’m helping you by association.”
“You can call me boss, it’s cool.” Her lips quirk at the corner and I’m torn between wanting to tell her to shut the hell up or kiss her into oblivion.
I go with the former because the latter isn’t an option.
