When I Think About You
Chapter 10
Light poured in through the think curtains, burning my sleep fogged eyes as soon as I opened them. My swollen lids snapped back shut and I groaned softly. For a few moments, I just laid there, moaning slightly in discomfort until the sleepy disorientation faded. The first fact that snapped into place was that I was in a bed. This seemingly inconsequential detail was made very relevant when I became aware of a warm weight surrounding me. My heart jumped in my chest, and I could barely suppress a yelp of surprise.
After a few deep breaths, I got up the nerve to open my eyes. Less than an inch from my eyelashes were the smooth freckled contours of Adam's muscled shoulders. I shivered lightly at the heat of our embrace. His arms were wrapped around me and his chin rested just above my head… But the more startling discovery that my refreshed mind quickly made was MY position.
My chest was pressed tightly against Adam's. My arms were around his waist, pulling him closer, and one of my legs was draped over his. Our groins were pressed tightly together. I was practically glued to him in a position that could have only happened with my eager if unconscious participation. I felt something stir in my pants, and a dark flush of mortification shrouded my features.
Oh god.
The loose sweats that Adam let me borrow were suddenly very tight.
Not now, I thought. This was NOT the time for an unwelcome morning problem.
I let a low moan slip through my lips, and began to squirm slightly, seeing if there was any way to fix this situation, but Adam and I were entirely tangled up in our web of limbs and HEAT. I couldn't separate myself from him without it being extremely conspicuous. I prayed for him to stay asleep.
I was lying awake in bed, Tommy pulling me against him like a catholic clutching a crucifix, when he began to stir. I smiled gently, but decided to pretend to be asleep. I wanted to see what he was going to do.
He groaned loudly in reaction to the light of the room, and lay as motionless as a corpse in my arms for quite a while. I smile again, remembering how Tommy sometimes was nearly impossible to wake up. I was about to say something when Tommy jumped slightly in my arms, seeming to take notice of his position for the first time since he woke up. I laid as still as possible, breathing evenly even when he shivered and moaned in my arms, pulling me ever so slightly closer.
As his hips pressed into mine, he must have noticed the little problem that had been pushed against me for the past twenty minutes or so, because he suddenly twitched and I could feel his face heat up against my neck. I had to hold back a laugh, because within two seconds, Tommy groaned in pure despair. I had to force myself to stay still as he started wiggling around a bit, seemingly trying to escape his current situation. However, his movements caused his pants to tighten further, so with a resigned sigh he collapsed back against me. It felt so good. Just being near him… It was ecstasy. But being in THIS position with him, after everything that happened yesterday…
I mumbled, groaned, (still pretending to be asleep,) and rolled my hips against his ruthlessly. A whimper escaped his lips before he bit them harshly, and I heard him curse under his breath. His noises sent little jolts of electricity down my spine and to my groin. I moved a bit more, pretending to be seeking a more comfortable position, and pulled him closer against me before closing my eyes again.
I never wanted this simple moment to end.
My heart was swollen with emotion and a silly little song sprang to mind.
It played in my head as I drifted back into a deep slumber.
I'm sleeping
And right in the middle of a good dream
Like all at once I wake up
From something that keeps knockin' at my brain.
Before I go insane I hold my pillow to my head
And spring up in my bed
Screaming out the words I dread:
"I think I love you!"