Chapter 98

AMELIA Fingertips skate over my stomach, rousing me from sleep. I open my eyes and decide that I must be dreaming. Drake is in my apartment. In my bed. And he’s not just here, he’s leaning on his elbow, staring down at me with an expression on his face that makes my breath stall in my throat. Not to mention his fingers are moving lower, which is really distracting. “Morning, baby.” I press my lips together. He sounds real enough and feels real enough, but it could still be a dream. “How long have you been watching me sleep?” He scrunches his nose like he’s deep in thought. “Not long. I mean you look pretty fucking adorable when you’re sleeping, but it’s kind of hard lying here next to you and having to keep my hands off your body.” His fingers head farther south. “Actually it’s really fucking hard.” I shift my hips, accidentally rubbing myself against him. Wow. Smirking, I run my hand down the length of his thick shaft. “I’d say it was rock solid, actually.” A flush of satisfaction com