CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Kat awoke in a sweat, and it took her a moment to comprehend that Benny’s body heat had her ripping off her covers. When he didn’t move or say anything, she realized he was still asleep as he spooned her from behind, his arm anchored around her waist. The morning sun peeked through the sheers covering the French door’s clear panes, and she suddenly needed to use the toilet. When she tried to ease from the bed, his arm tightened around her, and his hand found her breast and squeezed. She bit her lip and tried again. This time, when she shifted, the hand went south to her pelvis, and his hips thrust forward. His morning wood was now nestled between her lower cheeks, and he pumped a few more times, groaning but still in slumber.
Shit! It felt so good, so naughty, but if she
