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emotions, the tears overflowing as she felt the full weight of the day come crashing down.
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    William dug into the dryer and pulled out a pair of sweatpants. How the hell was he going to sleep next to Kara? The woman drove him absolutely mind-numbingly fucking crazy. But tonight something had shifted. He’d seen her shed the uptight persona and relax. When she’d danced against him at Crossroads, shit , they’d moved like they’d been lovers for years. He’d damn near come in his pants like a teenager when he’d taken off her jeans. Even though he’d done his best not to look, he’d caught a glimpse of her nude panties when he’d covered her up. His mouth watered at the thought of the delicate flesh that lay underneath them.
    He stripped off his pants and underwear, then pulled off his shirt. As he stood there naked, he could feel every muscle in his body clenching and flexing with need. It was going to be a long fucking night. He put his dirty clothes in the laundry basket, then stepped into his sweatpants and headed toward the bedroom.
    Kara’s muffled cries greeted him at the door, then stopped suddenly, as if she’d realized he was there. She stayed still, her body turned to her side in a fetal position.
    William turned off the hallway light, then quietly walked into the bedroom and slid underneath the covers. He could feel her body heat next to him, and his cock ached to be let free.
    “Come on,” he said as he lay on his side, arm outstretched so she could lean into him. He saw her turn her face slightly to look at him. “Come here. You know you want to. As you’ve said many times, I’m an asshole, but what you don’t know is I’m also a fantastic cuddler. Seriously, I have trophies in the attic. So let’s go.” He gestured for her to come closer, and the unfamiliar warmth in his heart didn’t go unnoticed when she giggled slightly, turned to face him, and tentatively snuggled into his side. He breathed in her scent as she placed her forehead on his shoulder.
    “Maybe you’re not so bad,” she muttered sleepily.
    “Oh no, trust me, I’m a monster.” He felt her smile into his chest, and he allowed his thumb to tenderly caress her back. “You just seem like you need a break tonight.”
    “Thank you,” she whispered.
    William lay there for a long time, listening to the sound of her breathing as she slept. Slept next to him, in his bed, in his T-shirt. He didn’t know what weighed on her heart, and he didn’t like that he cared, but he was happy he was able to offer her some comfort. He took in one more breath of her hair and then allowed sleep to overtake him.
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    William awoke to someone speaking his name. No, not speaking, whimpering . Sleep slowly left his body, and he opened his eyes to gentle sunlight filtering in through his bedroom windows. Then he felt it. Felt her . Kara was tucked into his side, still asleep. She’d thrown one leg over his hip, and good God, she was grinding her panty-clad pussy against his morning wood, his name falling from her lips on a whisper.
    “More, William. Please, I need more .” Kara snaked her arm around his hip and pulled him closer, relentlessly crushing her warm center against his erection.
    If he had any chance of stopping this, he needed to do it now; otherwise, his dick would win the battle. He placed his hand on her chin. “Kara—”
    “Just fuck me, William. Please. Do it now.” She grabbed his hand and placed it over her mound.
    William’s dick grew impossibly harder at the contact, and a groan ripped from his lips when his palm came into contact with the wet spot in the center of her panties. She was trying to fucking kill him.
    He needed to wake her up and fast. He rolled on top of her, cursing under his breath when his cock nestled snugly in the apex of her thighs. He did his best to ignore the instant pull in his balls as she brought her hips up, rubbing herself against him. “Kara. Wake up.”
    Kara’s eyes popped