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Gracie nuzzles in closer. “I’ve got a big bed back at the hotel.”
“You’re not staying at the hotel. Family doesn’t stay at the hotel,” Cross tells Grace as Everly walks into his arms.
“Nixon’s at the hotel,” Everly pipes up.
“MaybeIshould go to the hotel,” Bellamy mumbles, and all eyes fly to her. “Oh my God. I didn’t mean it like that.”
“If you tell me you’re banging my brother, I’m going to barf,” Everly giggles, and Gracie gags.
“You okay, baby?” I bend my knees to look at her, and Grace’s face turns a little green—right before sheactuallythrows up.
GRACE
“My mom said to drink this.” Ares sets a cup of ginger tea on the night stand next to me and brushes my damp hair away from my face. “How are you feeling?”
The last burst of the setting sun filters through the curtains and lights up his handsome face. Golden and shimmering and bringing me peace on a day that should have seen me giving it to him.
“Better,” I admit. “The shower helped.” I relax back against Bellamy’s pillows, and a possessive wave washes over his face when he realizes what I’m wearing.
“Are those the sweats I gave you last winter?” He sits next to me and carefully pulls me to him until I slide my leg over his lap and straddle him. “I like my name on you, Grace.”
“Me too,” I whisper, still so grateful I’m here. With him. “I slept in these all last winter,” I admit quietly.
His eyes fill with a beautiful lusty haze, and his hands slide under my hoodie. “Thanks for coming back to me, beautiful.”
“Thanks for waiting for me,” I whisper back against his lips and gently rock against his hard dick. Ares’s fingers dig into myass, and a hot, heavy shot of need races through my blood. “I might get you sick.”
“I don’t fucking care,” he tells me, then lifts my arms over my head and pulls the sweatshirt off, then helps me shimmy out of the sweats as he shucks off his boxers. It’s a well-timed balancing act that promises the best reward when I’m back in his lap and gloriously naked seconds later.
Ares traces his tongue along the hollow of my neck. “I missed the taste of your skin.”
“I need you,” I gasp as the head of his cock nestles against my core.
Both big hands slide over my ass and pull me against him until he’s settled between my thighs, and a breathless moan leaves my lips. “Please...” My pussy throbs with an overwhelming need in sync with the beat of my heart. And when he finally pushes inside me, it’s like the world around us settles and snaps back into place.
Our movements aren’t rushed or frenzied.
They’re slow and lazy. Measured and tender.
We’re quiet and careful. Aware of the full house around us.
It’s a dance. The kind I can lose myself in.
His kiss leaves me dying for more, and I wonder silently how I ever lived without him, vowing to never do it again. I wrap my legs around his waist, leaving no room between us. My nails drag down his back, and his hard body rubs against my soft skin.
I lean back and brace my hands on his thighs, leaving myself completely at his mercy, and the sweetest sigh slips past my lips as one arm wraps around my back.
“I’ve got you, baby.”
It’s us.
It’s only ever been us, and it’s only ever going to be us.
This man. This life. I want him. I want it.
When my orgasm finally rolls over me like a warm ocean wave dragging me under, it’s with his name on my lips and a promise to love him forever.
Irealize just how lucky I’ve been as I’m getting ready for Ares’s father’s funeral two days later. I’ve been to so few funerals in my life, I had no idea how this all worked. While I’m standing in the bathroom in my black dress, touching up my waterproof mascara, Ares walks in with my phone in his hand.
