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A minute later, Landon is stripped out of his shoes and jeans. He eases me forward and slips into the tub behind me. His legs cradle me, and his shaft nestles between us.

I lean back and close my eyes. “This may be the best moment of my entire life. Can we stay here forever?”

He takes a washcloth from the granite shelf next to the tub, wets it and soaps it. Slowly, he runs the cloth along my arms, myabdomen, and over my breasts. “That would be wonderful. Since it’s not practical, why don’t we relish it and make a lot more memories to add to this?”

It sounds so perfect and permanent. I arch into his hands washing me, and my desire returns, despite how thoroughly sated I was only moments ago. “Like wine on the porch?”

“Mmm. And a nude swim in the pool.” His hands replace the washcloth, and he cups my breast, pinches my nipple, and slips his finger along my clit.

It’s hard to come up with more wonderful moments when the one I’m in is so perfect. “I need you inside me, Landon.”

“I need to be inside you, Grace. I can’t get enough of you.”

Six

LANDON

Everything Grace, all the time. That’s what I want. I know it. I think I’ve known it from the moment we met. I was just too stupid to stick with it before. Not going to happen again.

Washed and wrapped in a fluffy white towel, she’s a goddess. I know she’s capable. I know she can do everything and anything for herself, but I just want to worship her.

She drops the towel and climbs into my bed.

“I feel like I’ve been waiting a lifetime to have you in my bed, Grace.” I lie beside her and pull her close.

“I know I’ve admitted already that I don’t date much, but you say things no one says.” She caresses my shoulders and back, and toys with the hair at the back of my neck.

I don’t care if I bare too much too soon. “I want you to know how I feel. Is that bad?”

“No. Unusual, but nice.” She blushes, and it’s adorable.

I tuck her hair behind her ear and kiss her, long and slow. I’m dying to drive deep inside her, but Grace is hard to read during intimate moments, and I can’t tell if she wants more, or she’s had enough. Eventually, the Jersey Girl will show up, and I’ll know the answer. Until then, I’ll be easy with her.

A low moan pushes up from her chest. She wraps her leg over mine, pushes me to my back and straddles my hips. “Where are the condoms?”

“There’s my girl.” I point to the nightstand.

Rubbing her body along mine, she stretches over me, opens the drawer, and pulls out a condom. Clutching the packet, she centers her folds and slides my shaft between them.

She’s so wet, it’s the most heavenly tease. Her breath comes harder, and she grips her tits. Wild and stunningly beautiful, she loses the condom as it falls to the bed.

My cock is painfully hard, and I pick up the packet, open it, then ease forward enough to break contact with her beautiful pussy. I roll the condom on, grip Grace’s hips, and lift her just enough so she can decide what’s next.

Her gaze meets mine, and she presses her palms flat against my chest. Teasing me and herself, she slides over the head of my cock. Those addictive noises return, and she pulls away. “Landon, I may come before you’re inside me.”

“Then we’ll make sure you come again, baby.” My grip on reality is slipping as desire burns with every inch she takes inside her tight body.

She pulls back again. Each time she takes me deeper. She screams my name and impales herself on my shaft. Her pussy pulses around me. I hold back, needing more than a quick fix. When her muscles relax, I lift my hips just a little.

“Oh, yes.” She rides me like the finest equestrian. Taking me and letting me go, over and over, until her head is thrown back and she’s close to another orgasm.

It’s all I can do to keep from coming too soon. I steady her rhythm but let her set the pace.

She pinches her nipples, and every time she takes me deep, she screams.

I slide my thumb from her hip to her clit and rub until she’s wild with passion. She rises to her knees, and I pump into her from below. “Grace, let it go, baby. I need to feel you come again.”

Her pussy clutches my cock, pulling me over the cliff of ecstasy.


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