Page 30 of Pallas & Kawehi

"Oh, good. I like sleeping in..."

"Kawehi?"

"Hmm?" Her voice was tender and sleepy.

"Put your phone down so you can fall asleep."

"It's down." He heard fabric rustling near the phone. "On my pillow. 'Night."

"Good night, Kawehi."

"'Night..."

She didn't speak again, but he waited for a minute or two just in case. Then he ended the call and put his phone back on the bedside table on the charging pad and turned off the light.

He hadn't planned on talking to her, but he was glad he had.

When he'd seen her earlier with her cousin at the bowling alley, he had a feeling that there was something going on that he didn't understand. With just her uncle around, Kawehi had been easy to talk to. Having her cousin around made her tense. He didn't think that her cousin was mean to her, but it seemed like her cousin was much more interested in what was going on between himself and Kawehi.

Maybe it was just what she'd said, that her cousin thought that he was... What was the way she'd said it?

Stupid-hot?

Pallas laughed at the phrase. It sounded like something Axl would say. Grinning to himself in the near-dark of his bedroom, he wondered what it would be like to have Kawehi around the other guys on his Special Operations Team.

He turned over on his back and looked up at the ceiling where the fan turned and turned above his head. Pallas had never met a woman like Kawehi before. And he'd never even thought of bringing a woman around his team.

As far as he knew, they were all dedicated bachelors.

Things could change, he reasoned.

He could be the first guy and start the others falling.

Laughing softly to himself he pulled up the top sheet and felt the way it dragged over his erection. He'd gotten hard talking to her near the end and it still hadn't relaxed after he'd ended the call. It didn't surprise him much. Around her, listening to her voice, especially after he'd kissed her? It wasn't a problem of getting hard, it was hiding it from her.

He didn't want her to think that he was looking to jump into bed with her just because he was horny. He wanted things to happen when she was ready. It didn't hurt that he'd been ready since the moment they'd started talking to each other in the bowling alley.

Reaching one hand down under the top sheet, Pallas gripped his cock to adjust its position in his boxer briefs, but the moment he had it in hand, he wasn't ready to let it go.

He'd been asleep when she'd texted, but like he already knew, it wasn't hard to get hard when it came to her.

He gave his erection a squeeze and bit the inside of his cheek as his cock swelled in his hand. He felt a tingling sensation in his lower back and dragged his hand over his cock, all the way to the base of it and back up to the tip.

"Fuck."

"I bet you'd be a really good pillow..."

Her voice had been soft with a sleepy quality to it and her sigh? It was pretty close to a moan.

With his eyes closed, Pallas imagined her lying close to him in bed, her hand on his dick.

As he moved his hand up and down, he swore he heard her voice in his head. Talking to him. Encouraging him.

And maybe even begging him to make love to her.

He groaned as his cock throbbed in his hand. "You don't have to beg, 'Wehi." He hissed through his clenched teeth. "I'll give you anything you want. Anything to make you happy."

He tightened his fingers around his cock and felt an electric sensation shoot along his spine.