Addison


    Warmth.


    That was the first time that registered in my brain as I began to wake up. Warmth all around me, and a very good scent wafting into my nose. I took in a deep breath, and my chest expanded with more warmth, making me burrow closer to the source of that scent, and that’s when I realized that I was against something hard.


    I slowly blinked my eyes open, and that’s when I realized that I was in a pair of arms, and that my was pressed firmly against a neck.


    face


    I let out a startled sound as I reared back, and in the next moment, my eyes met with Zane’szy ones.


    My heart instantly flew into my throat, and my heartbeat elerated at once. His arms were still wrapped around me, and a grin was tugging at the side of his lips as he regarded me.


    Did I cuddle with him throughout the night? How did we get into this position?


    I was confused as hell and trying to figure out this present situation, but in the next second, he was leaning forward, till only a little distance remained between our faces. Him being this close to me right now, made memories fromst night and to foood my kind at once, memories of him holding me against the wall and fucking me hard.


    “Good morning, bunny.” He husked out in a low voice, and something cleaned tightly in my stomach as a shiver slither down my spine.


    I blushed all the way to my roots, my face feeling like it was on fire, and I pointedly nced away from his face, while trying to regte my pounding heart.


    “That ridiculous nickname.” I grumbled, but my voice sounded weak and breathless to my own ears.


    “Is it really ridiculous<b>?</b>” He hummed as his eyes ghosted over my face again, and it felt like I couldn’t breathe.


    “Yeah.” I stuttered out, fully aware of the way his hands were digging into the skin of my waist, his palms burning through my shirt/


    “I beg to defer. It fits you perfectly.” He crooned, seekingpletely unfazed by our close proximity, while it felt like my own body got set on fire from the moment I woke up.


    I needed to get out of this bed at once. I was still lost as to how I got into this position, and why he


    wasn’t pushing me away. As a certified yboy, wasn’t he supposed to hate cuddles?


    As a lover of cuddles, I don’t get a lot of opportunities to cuddle. My cuddle bunny was Gregg, but after he got married, I was left with nothing, leaving me cuddle starved. It’s probably why I unconsciously rolled into his arms in the middle of the night?


    My face grew even redder. Does he think I’m pathetic? Cause I hated to admit it, but his arms feel so good around me right now, and I really wanna burrow into his chest right now…


    Which is exactly why I have to get out of this bed at once, cause that’s a very dangerous territory.


    Before I could ask him to loosen his hold on me, he was tugging me right into his chest and I felt my heart stutter in my chest, my eyes widening and my breath growingbored when he slid a leg between mine, making me super aware of all of him. I was always fully aware of his presence since that night at the club, but presently, I was made more aware, probably because he was hard and the hardness was digging into my stomach, and I could feel myself grow wet right now because of that.


    “Are you thinking aboutst night?” He suddenly asked like he could read my mind and I stiffened, my eyes widened as I struggled for a response.


    “W–what? No! No- of course, not.”


    After responding, I risked a nce at his face, and he had a brow arched, like he could read right through me, which made me flush.


    “You sure about that?”


    I nodded, then I cleared my throat, fully intended to ask that he let go of me. However, as I prepared to get those words out, he was rolling around till my back was fully on the bed, trapping me


    up at underneath his hard body. My eyes widened, a gasp catching in my throat as I blinked him.


    “I was thinking aboutst night.” He revealed as his hands slid down my arms and captured my wrists, then he was pulling them high above my head and I was gasping again, unable to stop the tremor that coursed through me as a wave of heat stabbed through my insides.


    “Oh.” I whispered, breathing hard as I stared up at him.


    When he leaned down and took my lips in a brutal kiss, I gave in instantly. I want to convince myself that I tried to fight it, but I’d be lying to myself that way. I whimpered into the kiss, a choked sound which he swallowed as he bit on my bottom lip <b>before </b>licking <b>into </b>my mouth andpletely devouring it.


    All my senses went up in mes. I was so turned on that I could cry, and with each glide of his tongue. against mine, I fell apart underneath him over and over again again, till it felt like I might go crazy. I


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    badly wanted a little pressure on the spot between my legs, but he made no move to provide me relief, which felt like an immense amount of torture. The fact that I couldn’t move my hands at all because he had then pinned above my head with a single hand… that should be terrifying, but instead, it made me grow even wetter, making my blood surge even faster.


    When he broke the kiss and I gasped for breath, I watched through heavy lidded eyes as he rolled off me, then smoothly slid off the bed, like he hadn’t just rendered me boneless with a single kiss.


    “Up you go.” He announced as he took my hand and tugged me off the bed, apletely rxed expression across his face, while I was still struggling to catch my breath. I felt embarrassed as hell that I let him kiss me when I was supposed to have reminded him thatst night was a one time thing, especially seeing as he didn’t even get me off on top of that. What annoyed me even more was how collected he looked right now, when I was anything but.


    “Go take a shower, bunny. We have a long day ahead.” He announced as he nudged me in the bathroom’s direction. I instantly wanted to tell him to never kiss me again, then to ask him what he meant by a long day, but my tongue still felt heavy in my mouth, and my heart was still racing, so I hurried to the bathroom and locked the door behind me.


    As I showered, my heartbeat finally returned back to normal, and I felt dumb as hell on top of the embarrassment still swimming through my veins. I wasn’t supposed to let him kiss me just like that, what was I thinking? I was in love with his brother, sost night was supposed to be only that, we were supposed to go back to how things used to be between us this morning. Although I had a feeling that was gonna be hard for me to do, since now I know what he was packing in his pants, and I know how good his fingers felt inside me.


    I let out a shaky breath, forcing those stupid thoughts out of my mind, then reminding myself that on leaving this bathroom, I’ll tell him to never kiss or touch me intimately, and that we’re to only engage in PDA and nothing more.


    When I stepped out of the bathroom, my breath caught in my throat at all that was scattered over the bed. A bunch of boxes of clothes, <b>shoes</b><b>, </b>jewelries and some other things..


    “What are these?” Lasked slowly as I nced over at Zane who was scrolling through his phone.


    “Oh, I did a little shopping for you. I just know you’ll not have the appropriate clothes for the rest of the stuff lined up before us, so I decided to do this.”


    As he spoke, I got closer to the bed <b>and </b>looked over the stuff there. All the dresses looked so pretty and the shoes were literally unreal. They were popr brands, and the price tags had my eyes widening in disbelief.


    I should feel annoyed that he was doing <b>this</b><b>, </b>it felt almost insulting, but instead, I felt a little giddy,


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    and taken care of, even though I was certain I definitely wasn’t supposed to be feeling this way at all.


    “Why do I need these dresses?” I asked as I nced up at him to see him watching me,” state making me almost drop the box of perfume I was holding.


    his shirtless


    “Cause <b>we’re </b>going on a date this morning.” He revealed and again, I almost dropped the box.


    “A date? Why?” I asked, frowning in confusion. Did the couple schedule a date with everyone which I have forgotten?


    “Cause, every other couple here has undoubtedly gone on date with just themselves, or they n to. The point is, no couple woulde to a vacation like this and not spend time alone with their date just having fun or exploring the country.” He exined and I slowly nodded.


    I


    “Oh… I guess that makes sense.” 1 muttered.


    When I picked up one of the dresses and wanted to go change, he arched a brow at me, his lips twitching.


    “Why don’t you change here? After all, I’ve seen it all, and well… you’ll need some help with the back of the dress anyway.” He reasoned, but I ignored him, my face on fire and went to the bathroom to slip into the freed that felt as soft as silk against my skin. Just as he said, the ropes at the back still required his help, and I hated that he was right. As I left the bathroom, I promised myself to tell him about the no more kissing or touching rule, which would also include him never bringing up that night again<b>, </b>we’d have to just pretend it never happened.


    When I stepped in front of him to do up the ropes, I felt his lips glide over my spine, making a gasp spill past my lips as my eyes widened, my heart pounding hard again, and my hands tightening on the front of the dress.


    “W–what are you doing?” I whispered as I felt his long fingers glide across my ribs and spine as he leisurely tied up the ropes.


    “Doing up your dress.” He responded and I let out a shaky exhale, confusion clouding up my brain. I want to tell him that he kissed my spine just now, but I felt tongue tied, and almost like I had imagined that.


    After he finished with the ropes, le crouched low and helped me into the shoes. I had to hold his broad shoulders as he did the buckles, and his <b>bare </b>skin felt like it was burning my fingers, and at the same time, it was reminding me of how I held on those shoulders when he fucked mest night.


    When he rose to his full height again, my eyes briefly met with his and feeling ridiculously shy, I ducked my head.


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    However, when he attempted to put the jewelries on me, I grabbed them from him and insisted on doing them myself, cause having his hands on my skin one more time this morning might make me go


    crazy.


    He was acting too sweet, like a gentleman, and I didn’t like it, cause it might deceive my stupid mind


    into thinking this was a real date, when it’s anything but.


    This date is only for show, and nothing more.


    As he got ready, I busied myself <b>on </b>my phone, responding to Gregg’s texts and assuring him that I was fine. He made me promise to call him tonight, and I was dreading that cause he might be able to get


    the truth from me, that I’ve fucked his friend despite him warning me against that.


    But he had nothing to worry about anyway, cause it won’t be happening again.