“You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. Such a tempting little thing, Gracie,” he growled, and then he dipped down, put an arm beneath her, and swung her into his arms. He carried her to his bed and sat her, ever so gently, at the edge. She adjusted her hands slightly, trying for a more comfortable position, but when he began stripping off his clothes, Gracie went stil .
The sight of his body would always make her go pliant and mute. He was just too good-looking for her peace of mind. His short, dark hair and just the slightest hint of stubble on his chin emphasized how incredibly rugged and masculine he was. Any woman would drool over him, but only she had the right to touch. The thought sent her heart soaring.
Wade put one knee on the bed and turned to the task of unfastening her jeans and ridding her of the rest of her clothing. Soon, nothing stood between them and sexual heaven.
He pushed her legs wide, and before she could protest, he descended between them and licked her. She pushed forward, attempting to get him closer, to get his tongue inside her as he’d suggested earlier, but he seemed in no hurry.
“Wade, please, I need you so badly!”
He chuckled and lifted slightly. “You are in no position to be giving me orders, slave.”
She glared down at him and muttered, “Don’t make me regret letting you tie me.”
“Once I’m done with you, you wil crave being tied,” Wade whispered. The heat of his breath stroking her clit caused her femininity to throb to life. “Your mouth wil water and your pussy wil drip with need any time I mention this tie.”
“So confident in yourself are you?” She had to struggle to say the words coherently.
“No. So confident in you. You’re a woman capable of great passion, and I intend to be the man drowning in it very soon.”
Now that sounded promising. “Then quit talking and get to work. You’ve barely scratched the surface,” she dared.
He grinned, and her clit swel ed. “Ah, just what I love, a chal enge.” Then his tongue delved deep, and Gracie’s thoughts scattered.
21
Wade was exactly where he wanted to be. Between the wide spread thighs of the woman he loved. It’d hit him when he watched her get down on her knees in front of him. Her supplicant position had pul ed feelings out of him that he’d never felt before.
He’d always thought himself free of entanglements of the heart. His father had warned him once, when a Harrison man fal s in love, it’s for life.
There’d be no going back. Somehow, he was going to have to convince the wil ful and independent Gracie that they were meant to be together.
That he was good for something other than protection from a stalker. He had a feeling that proving to Gracie that he wasn’t her father, that he wouldn’t let her down, that she was worthy of love, would indeed be a chal enge.
As Wade tasted and teased her, feeling the quiver of Gracie’s supple body, he knew that no man could ever touch her in such a way and live.
She was his. Her desire was for him to play with and nurture to life, no other. The very thought of any other man using his tongue on her swee
t, hot pussy had him feeling crazed with rage.
He lifted up and stared at her nude body. Her eyes were closed, her hands behind her back, securely tied, and best of al she was already in the beginnings of a climax. She looked magnificent and so damn hot he felt singed.
Wade used his thumbs to part her delicate folds, exposing her swol en clit as he did, and then he dipped his head once more and sucked the tiny bit of flesh into his mouth, flicking back and forth with his tongue.
Gracie came undone, screaming his name and arching her back. Wade held her, keeping her from fal ing backwards, as he swal owed every last drop of her tangy flow.
This time when Wade lifted his head, Gracie was staring at him through half-raised lashes, a sexy hint of a smile on her face. Wade spoke, uncaring how his words affected her. “I hope you understand that I’m a man who doesn’t share, Gracie. This curvy body is mine to treasure, mine to love.”
Gracie didn’t rebuke his claim, only stared. Unmoving. Her eyes seemed to look straight into his soul. No woman had ever been able to do that to him. At that moment in time, Wade didn’t care to think too hard on such serious issues, however.
To take his mind off the out-of-control freight train of his thoughts, he slipped his hands beneath her hips, cupped her ass cheeks in his palms, and squeezed. She clenched up on him, drawing forth a grin.
“Remember when I said I wanted to fil this ass with my cock?”
Her eyes went instantly wide with shock, and her mouth dropped open. Ahh, now he had her ful attention. “Don’t look so scandalized, sweet angel.”
That pushed her out of her delirium, and she began to shift and wiggle atop the bed, as if by doing so she could free herself. But he wasn’t about to let her go.
“Wade, this is definitely an area that’s unfamiliar to me, and I’m not so certain I want to become familiar with it.”