“Are you sore?”
“No, I swear it.”
She wrapped her legs around him and tried to pul him back, but he wasn’t budging. Not without some answers first. “Then why the frown?”
“You scare me, Wade.”
That hadn’t been at al what he’d expected to hear. “I’d never hurt you, Gracie.”
She shook her head. “No, I mean, the way you make me feel scares me. I have no defenses when it comes to you.”
“Don’t you think it’s the same for me? You could ask me to rob a bank, and I’d probably do it. You have me wrapped, little Gracie.”
She tried to speak, probably to deny his admission, but he stopped her with a hard kiss. The time for words was over. He needed to show her the effect she had on him. He kept his mouth on hers as he touched her swol en pussy lips with the tip of his cock. When he started rocking his hips back and forth, Gracie wrapped her arms around his head and sank into the heat of the moment. Wade licked the seam of her lips and growled low and deep when she opened for him. He control ed his every motion, licking at the inner recesses of her mouth, even as he waited for her tight pussy to open for his intimate invasion. It wasn’t easy, not when al he real y wanted was to thrust, hard and fast and deep. To fuck her the way he’d always imagined. But for Gracie, he would bring nothing but sweet pleasure.
He lifted a bare inch, her breath hot and sweet against his mouth. “You’re so fucking tight, Gracie, and you feel so damned good hugging my cock.” He kissed his way over her face and to her neck where he found that same jumping vein that he now craved. He bit down. Gracie groaned and started moving her hips, thrusting against his lower body, but he was bigger and a whole lot stronger. Wade held her down, keeping her from hurting herself.
“No, baby. Soft and sweet this time,” he whispered as he continued his assault on her tempting pulse.
He had to grit his teeth against the tempting sounds of her eager cries. “Shh, Gracie. You’re tender, and I could hurt you.” To his horror, he saw a tear trickle down her temple. He kissed it away. “Next time you can get on top and ride my cock. I’l let you run the show, I promise.”
Her eyes lit up. “Real y?”
He smiled at her excitement. “Yeah, real y.”
She capitulated final y, relaxing her flexing hips. “You said you liked to be in charge. You’d better not be lying, Wade.”
“Never, baby,” he swore, as he resumed his slow, torturous movements. He took his time, wanting to make it as pleasurable as possible. He feasted at her gorgeous tits, intent on building her passion. “I’m buying you a chain for these rings. And you’l wear it for me, won’t you, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Fuck,” he growled. He could so easily imagine it there. A slim bit of gold hanging between her round tits. “Would you wear it underneath your blouse? To work?”
“Do you want me to?”
“Son of a bitch.” No one but them would know that she wore his chain. That her tits were tied together by the jewelry he’d bought her. “Never thought I’d say this, but I’m going to real y enjoy picking out jewelry.”
She smiled, and his world seemed suddenly brighter, warmer. That was Gracie. Light and heat and passion. God, it was fucking beautiful.
Wade thril ed when her inner muscles relaxed for him, and he moved farther into her. Watching for any sign of pain, Wade pushed deeper, fil ing her completely. Now their bodies were fused together, moving in unison. He braced himself on his elbows and watched the expressions chase across her face. Desire turned to blazing passion. With a gentle rocking motion, Wade made love to her. And that’s exactly what it was
—love. He’d never needed to be slow with a woman, never wanted to coax forth an orgasm with tender thrusts. Looking down at Gracie, her sweat-soaked red hair, the tenderness shining in her green eyes, Wade knew this moment would forever be etched into his soul. When he reached between their bodies and flicked her little button, her back arched, and her little moans turned to cries of ecstasy. He fol owed right behind her, fil ing her with his hot come.
He very nearly col apsed on top of her, but the thought of how sore she must be kept his muscles from going lax. He wanted to comfort her.
Give her nothing but sweet memories.
Sliding out of her boneless body, Wade went to the master bath and turned on the water to begin fil ing the tub. He looked around and realized he didn’t have any bubble bath. Shit. He grabbed a bottle of shampoo and dumped a good portion into the water. Bubbles started to appear. Satisfied, he went back out to Gracie. Her eyes were closed, and she had a dreamy smile on her lips. His body burned at the sight of her in his bed, so replet
e and at ease. As he bent down and wrapped his arms around her back and behind her knees, her eyes popped open.
“Time for a bath, sweetheart,” he explained. He took her to the bathroom and set her on her feet. She swayed a little, but caught herself.
Gracie looked around, then stared at the rising water in the Jacuzzi-style tub. “Does that thing have those massaging jets?”
Wade reached over and flipped a switch. The jets kicked on, and Gracie grinned up at him. “I’m real y going to enjoy this.”
He swatted her ass, and she yelped. “I plan on seeing that you do.”