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Surprisingly, Frost kept me cradled to his chest as he took a seat before the fire, cuddling me, praising me and stroking my hair from my face. It was bliss.
Too much bliss, obviously, because I’ve just jerked awake only to find I’m lying in my bed – their guest bed – andI am not alone.Fuck. There’s an arm thrown around my midsection, the weight of it indicating that whomever it belongs to is fast asleep. I’m as naked now as I was at the club and there’s a deliciously warm body pressed up against my back.
I’m desperate to roll over and see who it is – because there’s no way in hell it’ll be Frost no matter how nice he was to me last night. Which begs the question, who is it? How did they get me from the club to here? And why did they decide to stay with me once I was safely tucked up in bed?
But as fast as the urge to find out rises, it’s gone again as the arm surrounding me tenses, flexes, and pulls me closer. A thighIs thrown over mine and the heat combined with the weight pulls me back under, pulling me into a deep, dreamless sleep.
The second time I wake, I’m burning up. I feel like I’m being squeezed by an anaconda, I’m held that tightly. Gasping for air, I push at the arm which is now locked around my chest, squeezing my breast. There’s no budging it though, I may as well be encased in steel.
I try to move again, but the grip only tightens, and I whimper. Suddenly, the arm releases me, and I turn to face my captor. I’m met with a pair of piercing eyes, and my breath catches in my throat. It’s not Frost, but it’s someone I recognise – North.
He smirks when he sees the recognition in my eyes and pulls me closer to him, licking his lips. “Good morning, beautiful,” he purrs, his hand tracing circles on my bare hip which ignites fierce goosebumps all along my skin. “I hope you slept well.”
I swallow hard, trying to ignore the heat that floods between my legs at his touch. “What happened last night? How did I get here?” I finally manage to ask, trying to sound nonchalant.
North’s smirk turns into a softer grin. I relax a little. “You fell asleep on Frost while he was giving you aftercare. He was needed behind the bar, so I brought you home. I thought you might prefer to wake up in your own bed, rather than at the club.”
“Thanks.”
“You don’t need to thank me, Candy. I was just doing my job.” I try to hide my grimace at the sting his words cause me. “It’s our responsibility.”
“Do you normally take people home after they’ve…scened?” I ask quietly.
“To their homes, if they need it, absolutely. But never back here.”
“Oh. But…you stayed with me?” It comes out as a tentative question, but secretly I’m asking why.
North shrugs. “Seemed like you wanted me to stay.”
“I did?” Why don’t I remember? Any of this.
“You whimpered when I tried to let you go.”
“I did not,” I scoff, trying to hide my embarrassment.
“You did. You said ’don’t leave me with him’. Who’s Royce?”
My blood runs cold and the happiness I was feeling evaporates as I tense. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
North’s expression darkens at my response, but he doesn’t push the issue.
“I didn’t want you to have bad dreams, baby, so I stayed. If that means sleeping beside you every night while you’re here, I will.”
He leans in and presses a soft kiss to my lips. I’m shocked at the action, surprised by the tenderness, but it doesn’t last long before he deepens the kiss, his tongue probing between my lips.
I moan into his mouth, my hands moving to tangle in his gorgeous silver hair as he rolls us over so that he’s on top of me. He breaks the kiss, trailing his lips down my neck and collarbone, nipping and sucking as he goes.
I’m lost in pleasure, my body humming with need as he explores every inch of my skin with his mouth and hands. I feel like I’m melting under his touch, my mind foggy with desire.
“North,” I whimper, arching into his touch.
“Yes, Floss?” he breathes against my skin. I can’t see his face but I swear he’s smirking.
“I want you.”
He grins, his hands sliding down to cup my ass. “I want you too, Floss, not been able to stop thinking about you since you sucked my cock.”
“The day you fucked my mouth in punishment, you mean,” I retort, even though the memory makes my core clench. I loved how rough he was. How humiliating it was. I could never admitthat out loud though – it’s taken until now to even admit it to myself.
