Be With Me(71)

Then a blanket drifted over her body. Sawyer reached down, hooked his hands underneath her arms and dragged her up his body until her head was nestled just under his chin. He tucked the blanket around them both and held her tight against him.

“I love you,” she mumbled drowsily.

There was a pause and then right above her ear: “I love you too, honey.”

Chapter 26

Sawyer woke with silky curls fluttering across his nose. When he tried to raise his arm to assuage the itch, he brushed across a warm, soft body. Reggie.

Stil sprawled across him, limp, sound asleep, her head tucked firmly under his chin.

The sheets were tangled around his feet, and he could stil smel the faint scent of sex. He breathed deep, and his dick stirred. Arousal hit him square in the groin. Tightened his bal s.

He’d have loved nothing more than to rol her over and have her wake to him bal s deep in her pu**y.

His muscles twitched, and light sweat beaded his forehead.

Instead he gently smoothed down her hair and pressed his lips to her head. He wil ed himself to calm down. Tried to slake the fierce urge to claim her, raw and urgent.

She was stil here. She hadn’t run, and he wasn’t about to scare her to death and make her bolt again.

If it meant he had to temper himself around her, then he could deal.

He looked up when he heard the door open. Hutch stuck his head in. “Good. You’re awake. Breakfast in fifteen.”

Sawyer grunted in return, and Hutch ducked out.

Reggie stirred against him, sliding sensuously over his body, stretching like a cat and almost purring like one.

Heaven help him. His dick was already stabbing her in the gut, twitching like it was on fire. She rubbed her cheek against his chest, sighed in contentment and then pulled her head up to look at him with sleepy, contented eyes.

They shone a bril iant blue. There was light and sparkle. She looked happy.

When he tried to breathe out, his chest caught and squeezed uncomfortably. He loved Reggie. He didn’t mind admitting that. What he didn’t love was how damn weak he felt if she so much as looked at him.

He loosened and came apart at the seams. Like a damn puppet cut from his strings. He had no control around her, and he couldn’t afford to lose it. Not with her. Never with her.

“What are you thinking?” she asked softly.

He ran a finger from her temple around the curve of her jaw and then to her lips.

“That I’d like to wake up this way every morning.” She smiled. “It does have its appeal, doesn’t it?” She moved her hands down, reaching between them. Her fingers closed around his dick, and he damn near blew a gasket.

Need boiled through his gut. Each fingertip pressed against his erection felt branded on. Ah, f**k it. This wasn’t going to work.

He rol ed suddenly, his arms around Reggie so he didn’t jar her too bad. His c**k came to rest between her legs, pressing against the wispy hairs of her pu**y.

Instead of spreading her wide and sinking deep into her velvet warmth, he kissed her forehead and pushed himself off her. He didn’t look back as he let his feet fal to the floor with a thump. He was afraid he’d find something in her eyes he couldn’t resist.

“Sawyer?”

Her voice sounded smal and confused. Hel . So much for not looking at her.

He braced himself, making sure he had on his best lazy smile when he turned back to her.

“Hutch popped in a second ago. Said breakfast was about ready. You hungry?”

She frowned slightly. “Sure. I just need to jump in the shower.”

He rose, turning so his very obvious hard-on wouldn’t be in plain view. She had him so twisted in knots that his dick was reaching for his bel y button.

“You take the one in here. I’l grab a shower in the other bathroom,” he said, right before he bolted for the door like a man with a pit bul on his ass.

Regina sighed and remained lying on the bed, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. What the hel was running through that man’s head was anyone’s guess.

He wanted her. There was no doubting that. He’d been the least tactful of the three guys when it came to letting his wants and desires be known. While Cam and Hutch had been somewhat content to back off and give her room, Sawyer had been more in her face, refusing to let her put a barrier between them.

Which was pretty damn ironic when you considered the cement roadblock he’d just constructed.

Twice now she’d made love with al three guys, and twice Sawyer hadn’t done more than come in her mouth. Not that she minded, but she wanted him deep inside her body. She wanted her legs wrapped around those muscled thighs as he pumped and strained against her.

A ragged moan escaped as her clit started throbbing in response.

She sighed and rol ed over, burying her face in her pil ow. This wasn’t something that could be addressed between the four of them. This was more personal to her and Sawyer. How the hel did he expect this to work when he spent his time avoiding her during sex?

The tension between them was tangible. She wanted him, and he wanted her. She was no dummy.

But she had to crack through whatever moronic thoughts he had in regard to making love to her.

Yeah, he was rough around the edges. He’d always approached most things like a bul in a china closet, but damn it, she knew that. Hel , everyone knew that.

There were only a few possibilities for his reluctance. One, he wasn’t real y into performing in front of two other guys. He’d seemed markedly squeamish about coming into contact with Cam when she’d asked him to touch her. And real y, she couldn’t blame him for that. It stil made her nervous to be making love with more than one guy at a time.