Chapter 24

"Terror Attack"

I heard Karen first awaken in the morning. She was doing something in the living room. I lay awake just having waken up myself. I lay on top of Niko's chest as he slept. He'd managed to fall into a deep sleep from babysitting Mila. She wore him out. He was mumbling something I couldn't understand in his sleep. He was speaking Serbian for sure, but the most I understood was the words 'taken', 'please', and he repeated 'I beg you' over and over. I hoped he wasn't having a nightmare. I wanted him to sleep, but not like the way he was.

A knock on the door made me twist my head towards the sound. Whoever it was, I wanted them to get lost.

"Niko? Wake up you lazy bastard." It was Karen's voice. No doubt. Only she would insult him like that.

I did the only thing I could. Against Karen, I only argured with her. Rarely did we act like civilized people.

"Leave him alone, Karen!" I shouted and looked down at him. He was still asleep. I smiled at him because it seemed that an earthquake wouldn't wake him.

"This is important. Wake him up!" She impatiently called.

I have had enough. I got up from the bed. She was really going to get it this time. I opened the door to see not only Karen, but that Kiki girl next to her.

"What the fuck is she doing here? I thought he wasn't allowed to contact people during the case."

"She's here to help Niko in his case while it's on hold." Karen answered for Kiki.

"How did she know where we live?"

"I told her, genius. Now, wake Niko up. This is really important."

"You sound like a broken record!" I snapped.

"Don't worry, Karen. I'll wake Niko up." Kiki took two steps forward, but my arm slammed against the door frame.

"Don't you dare. He's mine. You don't touch him." I know I was being a little too protective, but this girl was trying to get back with him. I had to use extreme caution.

"What's your problem?"

I shoved her out of the way and closed the door. Pounding and protesting came next and the threats of 'if Niko doesn't come out this second, they're going to smash open the door.' I was not swayed by the threats.

I heard Niko snore deeply. The way he was sleeping was absolutely adorable. He had his head tilted to the left with his mouth hanging open. His knees were bent up and his left arm laid over his eyes. If you asked me why he looked adorable, I'd tell you that he hasn't been in this deep of sleep in a long time. Therefore, it was the cutest thing I have ever seen. Also, I was just so happy that he was sleeping soundly. Completely oblivious to the shouting outside the bedroom.

I started up my game again and made sure the brightness was turned down so the light wasn't too much. I heard the door being pounded on again. This time I chose to ignore them. I was sure they'd tire themselves out.

I was wrong.

I heard the door crack and there stood Kiki and Karen. Karen holding a crowbar and Kiki holding papers. I slid out of bed to confront them both and to stop them from getting to Niko. My hands found Kiki's arms and I wrestled with her to get her outside the door. Karen had already made it to the bed and was shaking Niko as he slept. I darted to her, but it was too late. Niko had awaken and started to choke Karen with a look of pure loathing. She tried to gasp for breath, but her passage was blocked by his strong hands. It took myself and Kiki to get Niko to let go. He still wasn't done, however. He located me and tackled me to the floor. My head hit the dresser drawer on my way down, but I felt no pain. My focus was getting him to stop attacking. His eyes horrified me as he raised his arm high up in the air. Kiki came from behind and used her body weight to hold his striking hand back. He let out a snarl that made me raise gooseflesh.

"Niko! Stop! It's Sharon! Vaš anđeo sa neba!" I hoped that my name and hearing the endearment he used on me at times made him snap out of it.

I was wrong again.

Karen regained her composure and went after Niko. I could tell she was pissed off as she beat him. Myself, on the other hand, knew he wasn't himself right now, and he needed to be stopped passively. He didn't mean to hit people unless they deserve it.

"Karen! Stop it!" I say as Niko still pinned me down.

Somehow he managed to toss Karen into the nightstand and Kiki was still trying to hold him down. He simply wiggled his arms free of her grasp.

My next move was already thought of, and I had a tear form at the corner of my eye.

"I'm so sorry, Niko."

I grabbed onto his shoulders and thrusted my knee into his groin. He doubled over in pain and swore heavily in Serbian. He was stopped for the time being, and I was able to help myself off the floor. Kiki advanced to Niko to attack him again, but I held her back as he still recoiled.

I allowed him time to get the pain out of him before I could talk to him. Karen was knocked out and Kiki was still in attack mode.

"Niko." I called to him when he looked at me. "It's vaš anđeo sa neba. Don't you remember vaš anđeo sa neba?"

His eyes had a different look about them as a sudden realization came over him. He remained on the floor crouched over with the pain fading away.

"Seć am se svog anđela sa neba. What have I done?" He choked out.

"It wasn't your fault, baby. You had another night terror. It was actually Karen's fault for waking you. But don't be mad at her. She didn't know."

"The fact of the matter is that I hit people. I hit you!" His hands shook with a filthy feeling.

"No. No. You didn't hit me. I'm okay."

"I hit you." He repeated.

"Niko."

I walked to him and I saw him lower himself like he wasn't worthy of me. I knew better.

"You didn't hit me. I am alright."

"How do you explain that gash on your forehead!" He pointed upward and I brought my hand to my head. The sticky blood dripped down from just below my hairline down to my jawline. I was unaware that he did this. I was too aware about getting him to calm down.

"You didn't do this."

"Then who did? Tell me!"

I held my tongue, and when I didn't give him his answer, he shot up and ran out of the door. I instinctively chased after him. Leaving Karen and Kiki behind.

"Niko! Stop!"

He quickened his pace and I ran full pace after him. I kept up with him and he eventually made it to the park. He stopped just before the pond. I heavily breathed, catching my breath before I started talking to him.

"Niko...wait..." I hunched over. He was in way better shape than I was, and in way better shape than most fourty year olds. "Please, listen to me. It wasn't your fault. I know yo-."

"I can't even look at you. I don't deserve you."

I held my words for a moment. I wanted him to say what he needed to say so he'd have more clarity.

"I hit you. I hit you." His eyes sealed shut as he held back tears. He gritted his teeth in self anger.

I placed my hand on him to let him know I was still behind him. He shook off my hand and turned his body. Not establishing eye contact at all.

"I have become my father." He murmered. "I am a drunken abusive bastard."

"No you aren't."

"I don't deserve to be happy."

"Stop it. Stop it right now." I was getting a little annoyed with his self abuse.

"I made a promise to my mother before I left to come to America that I would respect women. Never to raise my hand to them. Women are God's gift to men and should only be loved and respected."

It really didn't mean a thing coming from him when he's paid prositutes for lap dances and blow jobs. I guess he was young and stupid. He now realizes that he's been wrong most of his life.

"You do respect women. You were just...confused. You wanted so badly to fit in here, so you did bad behavior to make friends. You hung out with the wrong crowd, and that made you who you were." I used the past tense on purpose to help him realize he is much better than he was and who he thinks he is.

"That's no excuse. I could have said no at the time."

"You said you still felt cringy when that prostitute gave you a blow job. You felt guilty."

"I still should have said no!" He growled.

"Take it easy."

A man and an elderly woman walked by to break up our conversation. He and I held our arguments once they were to pass. Niko looked around at the pond. There were plenty of ducks and geese tending to their families. I noticed him crack a tiny smile, but once he saw that I was paying attention, it melted away.

"I don't think I should be around you for a while." He simply stated.

His suggestion dug at me so fiercely that I felt my knees give out. He was there to gather me up into a hug before I hit the concrete, and I flooded his shirt with my tears.

"I am too dangerous right now. Everything that is going on. The trial, this relocating every week, Kiki now back in my life."

"That's a big reason for me to be with you. She's after you, Niko. I KNOW IT!" I threw my head into his chest. "I can't let her take you."

"She won't take me."

I looked up at him. God he was so handsome. I wiped my tears away with the palm of my hand.

"Where will you go, then?"

"I'll find somewhere. I just need to be alone to think."

"You can think with me! Why are you doing this?"

"Because I am unstable. I think the war gave me PTSD."

"You don't have PTSD."

"What the fuck do you call what just happened?"

"You were just having a bad dream. You came to when you saw it was me in front of you."

"I could have killed you." He almost threw up after he stated the possibility.

"But you didn't."

He looked away. I saw he didn't want what he suggested. He was caving in and I needed to get him to come back home.

"You said yourself that I am the one who keeps your terrors away. I protect you from them. If you leave me, I am sure they'll come back to you more often."

He made no movements. I think I shocked him with what I said. He stared at me for a good minute before moving to me in a sudden kiss.

"Moj lepi anđeo. Kako sam imao sreće da sam sa tobom? How am I so fortunate to be with you?" He translated against my lips. I was still taken back by his kiss.

"I guess you got lucky."

He smiled a little and carried me in his arms back to the condo. Karen was nursing a bruised forehead. Kiki held the icepack on Karen's head. She sat up from a slouching position and accused Niko upon eye contact.

"Get that psycho away from me!" She hollared.

"He didn't mean it, Karen. He has night terrors. He didn't mean to attack people! It's what the war did to him!"

"I'm sorry Karen and Kiki. I really didn't mean to hit you both."

"Don't you know reality from fiction?!" Karen was still blaming him.

"Not when he has his night terrors! Didn't you hear me?" I say for Niko.

He dismissed himself back into the bedroom to be alone, but Kiki chased after him. I actually allowed her put her hands on him to she stop him. He did stop, but he didn't look at her. I could tell he was depressed after having compared himself to his father. I was sure he was nothing like him and he made a commitment to never be like him. If only I could get it in his head. Right now, he was convinced he was and deserved nothing but hate and anger. This was nothing but a lie. And Karen wasn't helping him either.

"I need to be alone, Kiki. Please, let me go."

"I forgive you, Niko."

This stunned me. Of course! Hearing that we forgave him would help him a little. I spoke up before he could say anything else.

"I forgive you, too, Niko. It wasn't you earlier. You are a sweet man. If only you could see that."

He looked at me and formed a weak smile. I noticed how drained he was.

"Thank you. The both of you. But I still need to be alone for a bit. Can I have that?"

Kiki let his arm go, and he closed the door behind him. I heard the metallic lock clink. I was surprised the door still locked after the damage Karen did to it. I sent him a text message letting him know I was here for him if he needed me.

Kiki flopped on the other sofa completely burned out. Karen wobbled her way into the kitchen for a drink and I watched her every move. My eyes locked with her's and she seemed to get my message.

"I will not forgive him. He could have killed us all! He's a psychop-"

"He is not a psychopath!" My voice reached a volume that actually hurt my throat. "He is a sweet man, and you know it! You have no idea what he sees when he has those night terrors. Neither of us do for that matter! That's why we need to forgive him! He doesn't know it was us he was attacking! The war fucked with his head and still is!"

The shouting that went on when Niko attacked us didn't wake my brother up, but now he stood in their doorway rubbing his eyes. His face had the look of utter confusion as he saw his girlfriend holding a bag of ice on her head, an unfamiliar woman sitting on the couch, and myself with a blood red face as I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"All the more reason he is crazy!" Karen shouted back.

"Hold on. Who's crazy?" My brother asked.

"He's not crazy! The poor thing was totally afraid once he knew what he did! Put yourself in his shoes! Right now, there is a man in that room probably sobbing his eyes out! He's never struck a woman in his life!"

"There's a first for everything!"

I almost attacked her, but she has a possible concussion from the attack. She wasn't worthy of my time.

"Are we talking about Niko?"

"Yes!" I say to get my brother caught up.

"He texted me asking me to come talk with him."

"Did he? Why you?"

He yawned and scratched at his stomach. The shoulder shrug he gave kind of annoyed me when he played it off like it wasn't a big deal.

"Probably because he is a guy. Niko wants to talk to a guy." Kiki stated.

It made sense after all. I looked back at my brother as he streched out. He looked back at me and assured me he would say anything stupid.

It was atleast fourty five minutes later when he came out of the bedroom. I practically lept in front of him, seeking answers. He held a glass in his hand as he made his way past me into the kitchen. I asked him what he said to him as he filled the glass with water which I assumed it was for Niko. He didn't say a thing to me as he continued past me back into the bedroom and locked the door.

I sent him a text message asking what that was all about.

Niko didn't want me to say anything to you three right now. It's a guy talk in here. Just me and him. I'll handle this.

His reply made me scared. I knew what his past was. He's told me he's been to strip clubs and with prostitutes. What help was he offering? What was he even saying? Was he helping or hindering by telling Niko all the women he's slept with? He doesn't need to hear all that.

You better not be corrupting him!

My reply came as a threat. I hoped it came as that. He'd get such a beating if he was talking about hookers.

I heard Niko laugh as I pressed my ear against the door. It was nice hearing him laugh. I concentrated hard to eavesdrop on their conversation. It was muffled slightly, but I understood what they were talking about. It was about me! About the things I've done, the jobs I've had, the things I did when I was little, the things I didn't like, the things I liked.

Another gut laugh from Niko as my brother told him that one time when I was little that I didn't like dolls at all and I tore the heads off. He told Niko I was more into toy cars rather than played with dolls. He also mentioned that one year I got a gift from my grandmother that was unexpected. It was a box of lemons. This made my brother remminise about my grandmother and the conversation changed to a more reflective topic. I heard Niko say that we will never know when we will die, so we need to make the best with what we're given. It sounded cliché when someone else said it, but Niko had a point.

I moved away from the door since I heard movement from the both of them. I sat on the couch next to Kiki and pretended I was busy and not listening to what they said.

"Hey. Playing your silly little game again?" Niko said.

"Yeah. How do you feel? Are you okay?"

He took a deep breath in thought. He seemed to be searching for the right answer as I assumed he poured his heart out to my brother. I was a little jealous as he picked him over me, but I told myself it wasn't the right time for that.

"I feel a little better. I am so sorry I hit you. I feel awful."

"And I forgive you. Really, I do. I should be sorry kneeing you in the balls."

"You did what you had to do. It was a decision you didn't want to come to. I understand that completely."

I now understood his life. It was made by things he didn't really want to do, but he had to. I had a better respect for him as well when it came to his decisions. He was given one bad choice and an even worse choice. It had been that way most of his life.

Upon understanding him more, I stood up and met him in a hug. Karen, of course, made a disgruntled noise and muttered 'give me a break.' I heard nothing of it. He seemed like he was healed and he was ready to move on. I was also told by Niko that I am back on duty to protect him once more.

My brother prepared dinner for us while Niko and Kiki worked on their testimonials for the trial. We still had no idea when his next court date was, so he needed to make sure he memorized everything. They worked on it for a good four hours. It ruined the day I planned out for him and myself. Although it was ruined in the morning by Karen rattling Niko awake, I still wanted to enjoy another day with him. His proposal ended badly for him yesterday. His attitude afterwards was simply horrible, and to top it off, he was hearing things. I was sure he had a sixth sense for things like that being on guard since he came to America, but he didn't have to be a jerk about it.

Dinner was served around 7, and Niko was visibly exhausted. He claimed he had no energy to eat, but that didn't stop him from digging in the sausage that my brother made. I watched him as he ate and adored him. He made a lot of progress in the trial, and he was working very hard during the "trial limbo" as Kiki called it. I must admit, even though Kiki was trying to take Niko from me, she still was friendly, and I liked her way better than Karen. She atleast talked to me without hurling insults after everything she said to me and even Niko.

She shared what Niko and her did on dates, how he treated her, and even shared sex stories. She claimed he was the best lover out of her other boyfriends, and I can certainly agree. I was given a better idea of what he was really like in another person's view. I was more convinced than ever that he was a kind man. Karen made a scoff here and there, saying that his past will always stay with him and he can't change. It comes as a surprise to me that she flipped sides so often. Not too long ago, she did agree that he could change. I figured that the case was stressing her out a little too. Her future was in fact tied into Niko. If the court denied his residency for any reason, Karen's contacts would pull every string in the book to keep him here and give him more work. Basically going back to square one. More contracts, more killing.

Niko and I had the rest of the night to relax. He and I shared a nice warm bath. Too bad there wasn't chocolate and candles here because that's my ideal bath. The perfect romance for the end of the day.

I lay against his body as he washed me very sensually. I noted how slowly he moved the wash cloth along my body. Enjoying my curves and spending a lot of time lightly dragging along the cloth across my belly. I wanted to know what he was thinking as I felt him harden against my lower back.

I tried to move to face him, but his arms held me in place. I settled by turning my head so he knew I was talking to him.

"I know what you're about to ask." His tone was flat.

"Then what?"

"You're going to ask me of I'm either okay, or what I am thinking."

He knew me too well. I supposed it was a good time to talk now that we were alone. I did have a lot of questions, and I wanted answers.

"Can I talk?"

"Shh."

"But I really need you-"

"Shh."

I knew what he was doing. I still kept on him, getting my answers.

"I really need you to answer me, Niko." I said seriously.

"No fun? I thought we were trying to bond here."

"We are. I have a few questions. Can you please answer them? I want no doubts between us."

"Why do you doubt me? Us?"

My guilty mind was dividing us again. I simply couldn't leave things be. I wanted to know everything that he's done. It's like I didn't trust him, and I was sure he was thinking that very thing.

"I don't doubt us. I just need you to answer me the questions I have. Please?"

"Okay. Ask away." He continued to caress me with the wash cloth.

He seemed reluctant to hear my questions, but that didn't stop me from asking for my piece of mind.

"I gotta know, Niko. Right from your mouth. Is there anything between you and Kiki?"

"Absolutely nothing. She is just a friend."

"Is she still trying to get back with you?"

"She is. But she won't get far. That night we went out was a one and only time thing."

"Did she try and make out with you?"

"A couple times. That's why I told you I stayed sober. If I drank, there would have been more attempts. From me."

"So, you're saying you have feelings for her?" I asked a little hurt.

"No! I just told you I have no feelings for her. Drinking makes me do stupid shit. As it does everyone else."

I shied away from that topic, and tried him with another. I hoped I didn't strike another nerve with him.

"Why did you ask to talk to my brother instead of me earlier?"

"I figured he would understand me better."

"What? How?"

"I don't know. I hardly talk to your brother. It was nice to have one on one with him. I didn't want to offend you."

"Then why did he say you didn't want any of us to talk to you?"

"Karen and Kiki were pissed off at me. I didn't think they'd want to look at me after I..." I caught on when he trailed purposely.

"What about me? I wanted to help you."

"Sharon, I feel like I am on trial here at home. Can't I do things without you questioning me?"

"Just answer me, Niko. Please."

"I don't have an answer for that."

"What did you end up talking about for fourty five minites?"

"It was mostly about you. Your family. The things your brother and you used to do when you two were little. I got to say, you were quite the mischievous one."

"What else?"

He paused for a while and entwined his large fingers with mine. He scooped up some water and poured it on my belly, rinsing off the soap suds. I could feel his deep thought.

"We were talking about our future wedding."

This time I managed to completely turn to face him. I wanted to see if he was lying. There was no real way I could tell for sure, but usually people fumble words when the person they are lying to looks at them.

"Are you serious? What about?"

"I asked your brother what things you really liked. I wanted to get a better idea on how to plan it so you're happy. I only care about seeing you smile." He brushed his fingers against my cheek. Some bubbles wiped on my cheek from his hand.

"I thought you were talking to him about what happened."

"No. I am trying to let that slip into past. I have your forgiveness already. Why would I need to keep bringing it up? I told you I am working on my rage problem."

"You did." I leaned closer to him. "Is there anything else you need to say?"

"There is a lot for me to say, but there will be time for me to say it."

I wasn't sure what he meant. He snuck a quick peck on my cheek and reached around to the back of my ass to pull me even closer. His cock fully erect and just dying to sheathe itself into me.

I placed my hands on his chest to keep a little distance from his lips and mine. His response was to shove himself inside me. I yelped at his fast entry and locked eyes with him.

"Do you want this?" He breathed.

"You know I do."

At this permission, he held my back side down as he drove upward into me. I looked at the ceiling, afraid to trust my voice. Small short grunts came from me as he fucked me. He was chuckling. It was a devious behavior, and I was sure he was about to lose control any moment. I prepared myself for his borderline abuse. Water sloshed out of the side of the tub as he repeatedly thrusted upward. He was inching himself further each time. I was frustrated I couldn't open my legs wider to let him slide into me easier. My legs were making it tighter and causing more friction.

He hunched forward, not losing his movements and slid a finger inside me along with his cock. He was trying to fill me more and I screamed. It was so tight, and he was so hard. I found myself pulling and rubbing my nipples in front of his face. He moaned at the sight.

"Volim da radim ovo za vas. Ne mogu dobiti dovoljno." He groaned out.

I was incapable of words again when he worked inside my pussy.

Želim ići u kugle u tebi. " He said, matching his drilling.

He flipped me over in the tub causing more water to splash out. He had me ass up and I loved every second of it. He continued to talk Serbian to me in my ear. His body weight held me down as I felt him over me. I desperately wanted to look at him to see his facial expressions. I was trapped.

Moments later, he lifted me up. I was placed on my knees in the water.

"Sisaj me." His hands cupped the back of my head as he brought me closer to his tip.

My lips parted and I accepted him into my mouth. His cock streching my cheeks out as far as they go. I applied suction at his request and I found his balls. Such ecstasy was vocalized by him as I massaged them in the palm of my hand. I loved doing this for him. His penis was so exotic to me.

"Usta su ti topla. You feel so good."

He looked down on me and I looked up at him. The nasty little tart that I was took him in as much as I could and stroked him at the same time. The sensation made him toss his head back and roared out. Something in him must have made him lose control and he lifted me up on my feet despite my protesting. I really wanted to finish him with him cumming all over my face.

He pinned me against the wall and rammed into me again. His short fast thrusts made me cry out in agony. With nowhere to go, I was at his mercy as his satisfaction was pleading him on. His arms traveled down to my sides and held me still. I could not count how many times I loved his hands on my body.

He lifted me higher on the wall by picking me up under my legs. His strong arms suspending me and my arms around his neck. I was totally open to him now. His labored breathing indicated to me that he was on the verge of his orgasm. I wiggled against his cock and that sent him in another frenzy. His punishment was smacking my ass.

"Is that all you got?" I challenged.

I shouldn't have said that.

He turned me against the wall and coaxed me to spread my legs again. His drilling was long and hard and my whole body shook against him. He held my head against the wall and whispered again in my ear. My brain couldn't comprehend what he was saying. His relentlessness and disregard for my pleasure seemed to not be his priority.

"Niko!" I gasped.

His withdrawl from me was sudden and he climaxed just seconds later. I allowed him to regain composure before I asked him to set me down. He was shaking as he struggled to hold me up. A simple tap on his shoulder gained his attention.

"You can put me down now." I smiled.

"I guess I should. I made a mess all over the wall."

I giggled as he placed me down. He looked at me with filling concern.

"Did you finish too?"

"No."

"Let's change that."

His words were made into action. Kneeling in front of me, he took one long tantalizing lick along the lips of my vagina. Such a shock went to my knees and I had to stabilize myself by placing my hands on his shoulders. I wasn't sure how strong he was after being spent, but I trusted him to hold me up.

His thumbs seperated my lips and teased me with his breath. Blowing lightly at my wet flesh. I was swolen from his ownership and this was only making it worse. My legs parted to grant him easier access to my clitorous. It was proving rather difficult to stand. My buttocks muscles was being used to hold me up.

"We're doing an awful lot of kneeling before each other, aren't we?" My voice was light. I didn't trust my voice as he licked me like ice cream. Sampling my flavor.

He smiled against my lips and I felt his teeth lightly scrape against my pelt. It was making me crazy. I brought my leg up over his shoulder unconsciously. His small moan made me shiver. His tongue flicked over my clitorous more rapidly and slid three fingers inside. Applying pressure against my g spot, I nearly collapsed. Moments later, I cried out his name. My orgasm hit me hard and slow. His mouth stayed on me as I climaxed on his face.

I opened my eyes to find him standing in front of me, grinning.

"That was amazing." He said inches from my face.

"Did I make a mess on you?"

He shook his head. "Don't worry about it. I loved it. I love your taste. You drive me wild."

I smiled shyly at him. I loved it when he shared his feelings with me.

"I love it when you go down on me. I love it when you finger me. I love it when you fuck me." I gestured every cylibal of my sentence.

"Kiss me." His words were forcefull.

I met his lips with passion. Whatever was left that is. We were both physically and mentally spent, but still, we managed to find enough to keep our passion going.

"We should get out. What do you think?" He said against my lips. "The water is getting cold."

I did like the idea of finally laying down with him to end the day. Maybe tomorrow would be better. Not only was Niko tired, but I was too. Even though I didn't do a whole lot, I was mentally overworked.

We eventually got our night attire on between our kissy faces and simple flirting. Niko was first to lay down. I stared at him from the edge of the bed. Just adoring him for a minute. He patted the mattress next to him inviting me to lay down. I didn't take him on his offer yet.

"Something wrong? I don't bite."

"We both know that's bullshit." I laughed.

"So, why aren't you laying with me? I know you're tired."

"I am. I'll lay with you in a minute."

He laid back on the pillows, spreading his legs wide open. I wondered if he ever quit. I eventually laid with my back against him between his legs. The blanket covered us and soon, the both of us fell into a deep sleep.