Page 76 of With Spite

His chest.

Well, more accurately, his lower belly that felt as hard as his chest.

“Scoot in here,” he urged, catching my hand to help guide me over the length of his body. “You can sleep in the space between the cushions and me. My leg is asleep the other way.”

“O-okay,” I stuttered out, my heart pounding.

He moved me until I had my back in the cushions and my front to his hard, warm heat.

I placed my head on his bicep and sighed as the scent of pine and warm man invaded my lungs.

His deodorant or bodywash, maybe.

I didn’t see Huxley Hosea wearing aftershave or cologne.

That seemed too “extra” for him.

He shifted us again, and then my head was resting on a pillow with his arm underneath the pillow. My face was still pressed into his neck, but now his chin rested against the top of my head. My leg was also now thrown over his thigh, and his big arm was holding me in place with his hand at the small of my back.

We were literally touching from toes to head.

It was…heaven.

I’d never felt so warm and protected in my life.

I’d had some scary situations that I’d lived in, and not even my brother could make me feel as calm and relaxed as I was in that very moment.

“Good?” he asked.

“Good,” I breathed, pressing in closer, my lips now pressed against his neck.

He groaned, and I felt that groan between my thighs.

His hand started to move up and down the length of my spine in soothing circles.

On one such sweep down, his fingers caught on the t-shirt and pushed it up slightly, causing his hand to hit skin.

When I didn’t make a move to stop him, he only hesitated for a long moment before he allowed his hand to travel up the back of his shirt.

My eyes grew heavier, but the pulse between my legs became more insistent.

It was a double-edged sword, being this up close and personal with Hux.

Not to mention, I felt like I was in a dream.

I mean, this hot guy that I’d been crushing on since the first time I met him was holding me like he never wanted to let me go.

I felt like I would wake up at any second.

My body felt completely melted into him, and eventually, my breathing did even out and my eyes did droop closed.

When I woke up next, there was light streaming through the window and I felt air on my bare ass.

There was also a hand on my ass.

Bare.

Ass.