“Leo,” I hear whispered into the room. My mind must be playing tricks on me. “Leo.” My shoulder is pushed and I’m up in a flash.
“What’s wrong?” I dart up, the covers falling to my hips. This not getting much sleep is kicking my ass.
“I woke up and walked into the sitting area to the mini fridge, you know, because I was thirsty. The door was wide open. I shut and locked it when you left.” I can hear the sincerity in her voice.
“Stay here. I’m going to check it out, and Tinsley?” I state.
“Yes, Leo?” Her teeth are worrying her bottom lip.
“Lock the door. My phone is on the nightstand. If anything happens, call Slade or Drake, okay?” I do something I shouldn’t. I squeeze her hip before kissing her collarbone, feeling her body relax for me. I hate like hell that I’m leaving her, but there’s no way I can’t investigate it. That door was locked when I left, and although I’ve only known Tinsley a few weeks, I know she doesn’t lie.
It takes me no time to stalk down the hallway. I turn the lights on, check everything out, and notice nothing is out of place. I stalk back to the door, look at the handle and lock, and see there are scratches by the deadbolt.
“Motherfucker,” I grunt out. There’s no way she’ll be sleeping in this room tonight, which only leads to one option until Slade calls Robert Sutton. There’s no way I’ll be able to keep my damn hands off Tinsley, not by a mile. I hope she’s prepared for what she’s opened earlier this evening because all bets are off now that she’s given me the all-clear. Client or not, I want Tinsley more than I ever wanted that high of being in the ring, and that’s saying something.
I make my way back to my room. It’s more opulent than I would ever care to have, but it’s what they gave me. The one thing I wouldn’t budge on was being too far away from her in case something popped up. Little did I know it would happen this soon.
“Is everything okay?” Tinsley is sitting on the edge of my bed.
“No one was there or around this wing, but someone definitely jimmied the locks. You’re stuck with me for tonight. There’s no way I can lock your door now that the person destroyed the tumbler inside it.” She stands up, her arms wrapping around my waist, and hugs me while she says, “Thank you, Leo.” That’s all she says, three words with her scent surrounding me, and it has me hard as fucking nails. This is going to be a long-as-fuck night.
“Climb in bed. I’m going to shower.” I watch as she gets on what is my side of the bed, her ass up in the air, giving me another view that I shouldn’t be staring at so intently. I shake my head to clear thoughts of coming up behind her, pulling that poor excuse for shorts down to her thighs, and feasting on her pussy. Damn it, this woman is trying to kill me, and not in the she’s-got-a-crazy-stalker sort of way. Oh no, it’s in the way her body moves so effortlessly.
I make my way into the bathroom, knowing I need to be fast about this, not wanting my eyes off her for a second. It would have made sense to leave right away, but in the back of my brain I know Slade needs to handle Sutton first, and if we left right now, in the middle of the night, what’s to say the person after Tinsley isn’t here and watching? If we can make it appear as if she’s leaving for class and everything is golden, it’ll give us more of an opportunity to come up with a better game plan.
Fuck, this is going to be a long night with no sleep again.
Four
Tinsley
The heat surrounding me is something I’m not used to. I usually wake up cold, my feet freezing, trying to get more blankets on top of me. That’s not what’s happening today. My arms are wrapped around a warm, firm body, my hand slowly moving from the solid chest down to Leo’s chiseled abdomen. I don’t know if this is a dream or if it’s really happening. All I do know is that I don’t want this to end.
“Beautiful.” Leo’s voice is husky in my ear, causing me to shift my body, attempting to get as close to his voice and body as possible. His hand sinks into my lower back, massaging it. My fingertips are at the edge of his pants, ready to delve further and feel all of him. That’s when I’m flipped onto my back, legs spread wide, and what I thought was a dream is a real-life version of Leo hovering above my body. Leo’s face is soft with sleep. He’s bare chested, showing off his body, a body that I practically laid on top of all night long. He rocks his hips, my core tightening in response when I feel just how hard he is, and I swear to all that is holy I can feel him completely. His cotton shorts along with my silk sleep shorts give both of us a tease of what’s beneath, in this case I know what I’m not wearing, and with the outline of his cock I can guarantee both of us would be completely bare if we slid our bottoms off.
“Leo.” My hands move to his shoulders, my legs wrap around his trim waist, wanting to feel more.
“As much as I want this to happen, we have a few obstacles to get through before it can.” He grinds his hips down, punctuating with every thrust what he’s talking about. My fingers grip him harder, my head tipping back on a moan. I want to rock into him. Instead, I hold myself steady.
“I’m sorry,” I breathe out as my eyes meet Leo’s.
“No, don’t apologize, but shit has gone down, and I need to call Slade. We have to come up with a new plan. One that doesn’t have you in this place. I’m only one person, and there’s no way I can protect you in a damn mini McMansion.” Leo’s warmth leaves my body as he stands up, his hand reaching out for mine to help me out of bed. The only thing it does is put my face close to Leo’s length.
“Fuck, don’t look at me like that. Not right now. I’m not strong enough.” He rubs his hand down his face. I take my eyes off his cock. My ears no doubt burning with the tinges of redness from blushing for getting caught.
“Um, I’ll go get a shower and throw on some clothes while you deal with that?” I offer, trying to stop my wayward thoughts.
“Let me get dressed, grab my phone, and we’ll go to your room. You can get ready, but we’re leaving as soon as Slade gives me the okay,” he states. I nod my head and stand up. There’s barely an inch between us once again, and I’m finding I love it, probably more than I should.
“Okay, I only need my laptop bag for school. Do you think we’ll be able to stay at my place?” I ask.
“More than likely. Slade and I touched on the subject already.” His voice is low, making me realize he’s worried about more than what happened to my door.
“Okay, I’ll be ready when you are,” I tell him. Leo doesn’t do what I’m expecting him to do, which is throw some clothes on and grab his own bag. Nope, he does the unexpected. I’m molded to the front of his body more so now. His hand lands on my lower back. The warmth I’m feeling there is instantaneous.
“Yeah, you will.” He squeezes my hand, dips his head. I think he’ll kiss me this time. Instead, he goes to that same area he did last night, he licks my collarbone before placing a kiss there and saying, “The first time I have your lips, I’m not going to want to leave them. We have too much shit to do for that to happen right now.” Leo has no idea he just left me in the biggest daze I could ever be in, though my eyes never leave his body. His boxer briefs are molded to his ass, one that I know is as firm as the rest of him. I watch as he steps into his cargo pants and pulls a shirt over his head. Leo finishes doing what else he needs to before turning around, and I’m grieving the loss of seeing him without clothes on, but boy does he still look as hot as ever while wearing his uniform.