She blushed and shook her head.
His cock hardened. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
Her voice, so warm and sexy—the sound of it never failed to send his blood pumping hot in his veins. “I want you again.”
Her gaze snared his as she said, “Then take me, Wade.”
Without waiting another second, Wade slipped his hand between her thighs and delved his middle finger into her pussy, which was already wet. “You’re ready, aren’t you?”
“I always feel . . . ready when you’re around.”
Fuck, he didn’t need that image in his head. “You have no idea what that does to me, sweetheart.”
His thumb slid over her swol en clitoris, and he added a second finger inside her, fucking her with slow, gentle strokes. Wade heard her moan, her pussy tightening around his fingers. Gracie closed her eyes, as if reveling in the delicious torture. Christ, how he ached for his cock to feel that soft squeeze!
“You’re so tight, baby. Tight and wet and silky soft.” Al thought fled as Gracie began moving her hips, finding her own rhythm. Suddenly he needed her taste on his tongue. Wade pul ed his fingers free, then licked the slick juices off each one. “Tangy and sweet. But not enough.” He turned her to her back, then moved down the bed. He let his gaze travel up her body until he was staring into eyes the color of emeralds. “Is this my pussy, Gracie?”
She flung her head back and clutched the sheet w
ith her uninjured hand. “Wade, please.”
He gripped her hip, refusing to be swayed. “Say it, angel.”
“Yes, it’s yours!”
“Good girl,” he growled, and then he put his mouth against her slick opening and kissed her. Her hips shot off the bed, and Wade was forced to wrap his hands around her thighs to hold her in place as he teased her delicate flesh with his tongue. Gracie plunged her fingers into his hair and shouted out her climax. Goddamn, it came on so fast; Wade hadn’t been prepared. It staggered him to know how easily she let herself go with him. Gracie so wil ingly gave him her pleasure, with no reservations, no inhibitions. She was one hundred percent real, and she was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen.
Wade kept his mouth against her pussy until the spasms subsided, then he slowly slid his index finger into her wet heat and wiggled. She moaned and gripped his hair in a stinging hold. He pul ed his finger out and touched the slippery digit to her lips, then demanded, “Taste yourself for me.” Mesmerized, Wade watched as Gracie sucked his finger into the dark cavern of her mouth. She closed her eyes and lapped up every drop. “Mmm, see how sweet you are?” Not waiting for an answer, he pried her hand out of his hair and brought himself over her body.
up every drop. “Mmm, see how sweet you are?” Not waiting for an answer, he pried her hand out of his hair and brought himself over her body.
He braced himself on his hands, placed at either side of her head, before positioning his cock at her cleft. “Open your eyes. I want you watching.”
Gracie’s eyelids fluttered open.
Unable to help himself, Wade leaned down and kissed her lightly. He slid his tongue over her chin to her throat, tasting her erratic pulse. Their passion mingled in the air around them. Wade made a leisurely path farther down her body until he reached one pretty nipple. He licked it before nipping it with his teeth. His name breathed past her lips. Succumbing to the needs rioting inside him, he opened wide and sucked the pretty raspberry bud into his mouth. He tasted perspiration, as wel as the addicting flavor of Gracie. This time when he lifted his head she had a smile on her face.
“What’s with the pretty smile, Gracie?”
“It’s you.”
He cocked his head to the side, confused. “What’s me?”
“The way you treat me, with such gentle care. You’re so attuned to every breath I take; every little move I make, you seem to notice. As if I matter. As if . . .”
She cut herself off, but he had a feeling he knew where she’d been headed with her little confession. “As if I care, you mean?”
She nodded.
“I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t, little red,” he murmured. “I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t care.” Wade hooked her legs over his arms and glided his cock slowly into her tight cunt. It was just the smal est amount, but he watched closely as she chewed at her lower lip and clenched her eyes tight, giving away just the tiniest bit of uneasiness. Discomfort from their earlier loving or fear over the fact that he cared about her? He didn’t know, but he did intend to find out.
He let go of her thighs and leaned down to lick at the wound she was causing on her lip, then very slowly pul ed out of her. She whimpered.
“You want me back, baby? Fil ing you, loving you?”
“Yes! Please, don’t stop.”