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Fuck... Does she even realize what she’s saying?
I slide her off the door and adjust my hold, then cross the room and move into her bedroom. With a kick behind me, the door slams shut, and I lay my girl out on her bed. Her long, dark hair pools around her beautiful face, a stark contrast to her white comforter. The skinny straps of her soft, green sundress slip off her shoulders, and she brings her feet up flat on the bed, knees bent, with that damn thigh-high slit falling open and teasing me with the tiniest glimpse of her bare pussy.
She’s a fucking vision. And she’s mine.
“Take your hat and shirt off, god of war,” she demands. “Let me see you.”
I toss my hat to the side, then reach back and yank my shirt over my head, dropping it to the floor in time to see Gracie sit up and smile. And I know, in that moment, I’d do anything for that smile.
Kill for it.
Die for it.
“I knew you’d have a beautiful body,” she whispers, then crawls on her knees to the edge of the bed and presses her hot mouth to the base of my jaw. “You are a work of art.”
She drags her hand between us, her nails scraping down my bare chest, tracing each line of muscle before she lifts her molten eyes to mine. “A masterpiece,” she whispers with an air of awe that gives me chills.
With deft fingers, she unbuckles my belt and jeans and hums a sexy little sound that I’ll be dreaming of for the rest of my life when her hands slide inside and over my ass.
A tiny moan slips past her lips, and I know I’m a fucking goner. “Now it’s my turn to get a taste.”
“Baby, you have no idea how long I’ve dreamed about your mouth on me.” I slide one of her minty-green, skinny straps off her arm, giving me a tantalizing tease of the swell of her breast. “But I need to fuck you before I lose my mind. And if your mouth is on me, I can’t control when that happens.”
A throaty laugh escapes her lips as she slips her arms out of her dress and pulls it over her head, leaving her in absolutely nothing.Nothing. Grace sits back on her knees and peers up at me through long lashes, suddenly shy. “Ares...” she whispers, andfuck me. That tone is my undoing.
There isn’t a single thing in this world I wouldn’t do for this girl.
Wouldn’t give to this girl.
Whether she realizes it yet or not, tonight is just the beginning.
I’m never giving her up.
I kick off my sneakers and shuck my jeans and boxers as Grace reaches for me.
Her hands hold my face as her nails skim the scruff on my jaw while she just stares at me. “I can’t believe you’re really here, and this isn’t a dream,” she whispers.
“We make our own reality, Grace. All you have to do is choose us.”
And there goes that flush.
The one I love.
The one that kisses the tops of her cheeks and trails all the way down her chest.
Her breasts are perfect teardrops with pretty pink nipples, hard and taught and begging to be sucked. Long, lean dancer’s muscles that are hard-earned and so damn sexy.
She’s flawless.
“You’re fucking perfect, Grace.”
“Perfection isn’t real. It’s a game we play that ends with you disappointed later when the illusion cracks and the memory fades.” Her face softens before she covers my mouth with hers. “I don’t wantto have to beperfect with you. I want you to see the real me.”
She reaches down and takes my cock in her hand. “I’ve been numb for so long.” Before I can ask her what she means, she strokes me once, then presses her tongue into my mouth. I have to fight the urge to flip her over and fuck us both into oblivion.
“I need to feel tonight, Ares.” She kisses my chest. My abs. My lats. Then she looks up at me and licks her lips, so close to the tip of my cock. “Please... let me taste you.”
She slides off the bed and onto her knees.
