Jackson slipped his cock free of her tight opening, then sat back on his knees and stared down at the little blonde beauty who’d stolen his heart with a few sarcastic comments. It was unbelievable he’d gone his entire life keeping his heart safe, only to have it snatched away by a woman too sassy for her good. He moved off the bed and said, “Come on, shower time.”
“I can’t move, but you go ahead.”
He shook his head, then swatted her ass. She jerked and glared at him. “What was that for?”
He held out his hand. “Get your cute ass in gear. We need a shower, then we need to see about the conference.”
She muttered to herself and scooted across the bed. “I suppose I should spend at least a little time looking over the different software companies. Vaughn is due for some upgrades.”
Jackson grabbed her as she started around him toward the bathroom. He pulled her in tight and took her mouth in a demanding mating of lips. As he felt her surrender, he dipped low, swung her into his arms and carried her to the bathroom. He licked at the seam of her lips before lifting his head. He looked at the huge tub and changed his mind about a quick shower. Leaving Grace standing in the middle of the room nibbling at her lower lip, Jackson turned on the faucets and adjusted the temperature of the water until it was just right.
“I thought you wanted to shower?”
He held out a hand and she took it willingly, a shy smile crossing her face. “Changed my mind.” He let her step in first, before he moved in behind her and sat down. She settled between his legs before he grabbed the soap and washcloth.
“No bubble bath?”
He smoothed the cloth over her slick skin and felt his cock begin to stir. “It’d only detract from the view.”
Grace was silent as he started to clean her. He made his way down over her torso, then massaged the washcloth between her thighs. It wasn’t long before the washcloth became annoying. He dropped it in the water and let his fingers journey over Grace’s smooth skin. When he moved upward, touching the plump flesh of her breasts, she quivered. He imagined what it might be like to have her this way every morning, soft, trusting, ready for his pleasure.
“You’re so pretty, baby,” Jackson murmured. “I love the way you react to my touch.” He pinched her nipple and Grace arched forward. “You make me lose my mind.”
“I love your touch,” Grace breathed out. She lifted her arm and clutched his forearm, as if afraid he’d disappear if she let go. He could’ve told her he wasn’t about to go anywhere.
Jackson’s skimmed his fingers back and forth over each puffy nipple, forcing them to tight peaks. He inched his way over her ribcage to her hips, before cupping her mound. “Mmm, my pretty little baby,” he whispered against her ear. “So soft and sweet.”
Grace spread her legs wider, giving him the advantage. He dipped his finger into h
er pussy, pulling another moan from her. He was slow and gentle, the need to savor each touch paramount in his mind. There would be no speeding to the finish line this time. He used his other hand to pinch her clitoris between his finger and thumb, rolling and squeezing the tight bundle of nerves. His blood ran hot as her pussy clenched around him.
“Oh, God, I want you,” she admitted. “I feel like I’ve wanted you forever.”
“Me too, sweetheart, but let me make love to you for a bit. There’s no hurry.”
He emphasized his words by letting another finger join the first inside her wet heat. His cock pressed against her bottom and he had to force back the need to plunge it deep inside her hot little ass. Grace pushed her lower body into his hand, working herself into a frenzy.
He kissed her neck and sucked at her pulse, giving her a small purple mark. “Mine,” he growled.
“Please,” Grace begged, her voice hoarse from her earlier shouts.
He placed a series of soft kisses down her shoulder and hummed against her wet skin, “You’re so sexy like this, baby. All slick and eager. I could drown in you.” Smoothing his fingers over Grace’s fleshy labia, he watched as she flung her head back and moaned deep, pushing against his hand. Her desperation fueled his hunger.
Moving his fingers inside her quicker, he found just the right rhythm, caressing her into a wild fervor. When she was nearly there, he pulled all the way out, then plunged deep. He pumped himself against the supple flesh of her ass while he finger-fucked her tight pussy, helpless to stop the firestorm raging inside him. Without warning Grace burst apart, her inner muscles holding his fingers tightly. Her bucking body pushed him over the edge and had him coming in hot spurts against her body, coating them both with his seed.
Jackson wrapped his other arm around her middle as her orgasm continued, holding her snug against him. After they both caught their breath, he cupped her face and forced to look at him. “No woman has ever made me lose control so easily.” He pressed his lips to hers, soft and easy, before coaxing her lips open. When she sighed and let him in, he sucked at her tongue, dying for a taste of her, aching to make the moment last forever. Slowly, he lifted his lips from hers.
She let out a shaky breath, then said, “I have no control with you. You speak and I melt. You smile and butterflies fill my stomach. You steal a woman’s sanity and it’s really not fair.”
He grinned down at her. “Then we’re on equal ground here, pet, because it’s the same for me.”
Neither of them said another word. They simply lingered in the tub until the water turned cold, enjoying the moment. As they toweled off, Jackson waited for Grace to say something, anything, about her feelings. To give him at least a hint at what she felt for him. As she started to dress for the conference, his frustration won out. He snatched her blouse out of her hand and held it above her head. “Whoa, that’s it? You don’t have anything to say?”
Her brows shot upward. “What do you mean?”
“Don’t play with me,” he gritted out. “You know what I’m talking about. We just shared something incredible and you’re going to go into work mode without a backward glance?”
She pushed her hair behind her ear. “I loved what we did, you know that. It was wonderful, but I don’t know what more you want from me.”