Lost in Silence (The Lost Series Book 1)(62)

Careful not to wake her, I kneel onto the bed and lay beside her. I have to dodge a few kicks and swings of her arms but I manage to pull her into my arms without jostling her. Her back is pressed against my chest and she tenses, crying out. My heart clenches, hating the nightmare she was reliving. I tighten my hold on her making sure she’s flush against me and throw my leg over to keep her from kicking my shins. I wrap my arms around her, bringing her arms gently to her sides, my lips against her hair, murmuring soft words to her, hoping they calm her. She begins to relax.

“Alice, precious, you’re safe. I’m here. I’ve got you.”

She mumbles inaudibly again, much calmer now, the fight and tension leaves her body. She leans into me, her breathing evens out and her whimpers turn into soft mews. I bury my nose into the crook of her neck, inhaling her. Damn, she smells fucking fantastic. Like sugary vanilla. Must be the new shampoo she bought with Missy the other day, I remembered seeing it in the shower, brown sugar vanilla.

“Hudson,” her voice is husky and filled with confusion. I freeze, my nose still buried in her neck, afraid to move. “Are you alright?”

I pull my face out of her hair and rest my lips on her temple.

“You were having another nightmare,” I murmur, trying to shut down the warmth spreading through my body. Feeling her close to me, her legs tangled with mine, her ass pressing into my crotch, suddenly it was too much. I couldn’t move away though and that was the problem, well, one of them. The other problem wasn’t too far from revealing itself. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“I’m glad you did,” she shifts, pulling away only to turn and face me. She hikes a leg over my hip, her shorts riding up to flash a ridiculous amount of leg. I reach out and caress it, knowing I shouldn’t but unable to stop myself. So fucking soft.

She touches my face and leans toward me. For a moment, I think she might kiss me. She places her forehead against mine and closes her eyes, breathing in deeply. Does she feel it too?

“I should go back into the other room, now that you’re alright,” I bury my lips in her hair. It’s what I should do but I can’t bring myself to move. Silently, I beg her to let me to stay, to let me hold her until she falls asleep again but deep down I wanted something more from her. I wanted to feel her legs wrapped around me, hear her moans in my ear as I make her come apart at the seams, only allowing myself the same release after she was thoroughly exhausted and sated. These were dangerous thoughts. Dangerous wants. Dangerous needs.

I didn’t want to rush her, especially after today’s revelations. I knew she believed the things she told me about her life would turn me away but they didn’t. They pushed me in closer because I finally understood and I wanted more than anything to make it right for her. But I had to do the right thing. Taking a deep breath, I loosen my hold on her. She opens her eyes, a flash of worry crosses her face but it disappears as soon as I stop moving. She pulls me back to her, her eyes on mine and I can see she isn’t holding anything back. I see it all, the same need and want I feel. I swallow hard knowing now she feels it too.

“Don’t go,” her words were soft, reminding me of the moment I first heard her speak. She moves closer, pressing her torso to mine. She moans when she feels my need digging into her belly. “Stay with me Hudson.”

I groan, the power of her words weakening my resolve. I wanted to stay but knew if I did, too much would change too fast and we weren’t ready for it. No matter how much I wanted this woman, we needed to be ready.

“I shouldn’t. It’s not smart.”

“Who said anything about smart?” she grabs the front of my shirt, rolls onto her back, taking me with her. Holy fuck, did this woman look good underneath me.

She pulls my head down, our lips grazing one another, teasing the both of us. Her tongue darts out and traces my lower lip. My control snaps and I kiss her hard, unforgiving, nothing like our earlier kiss.

She tastes better than I remembered and she meets every demand I make. I grind my cock down onto her heat. She wraps her legs around me and thrusts her hips up to meet mine. Her hands under my shirt send bolts of electricity through me. The friction, the heat, is unlike anything I’ve ever known.

I reach for the hem of her shirt and hesitate.

“Hudson,” she moans into my mouth, her tongue exploring eagerly, urging me to push further.

I can’t.

I push off and away from her, instantly missing the heat of her body. I shake my head, trying to clear it and look down at her.

*****

Alice

His face twists and I know he’s trying to fight the boiling need between us. I don’t want him to. I want him to surrender to it. I want to surrender to it.