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“Yes. Those are the only two movies on that I am even a little bit interested in watching.” She bit her lip and finally met my gaze. “So, which would you like to watch with me?”
Did I want to sit through two hours of Sandra Bullock doing god knew what or two hours of Mickey Rourke having sex with Kim Basinger? One would rot my brain whereas the other would leave me with blue balls. Fucking hell. “Nine and a Half Weeks it is.” I’d take the pain in my balls over the mind-numbing boredom the chick flick would cause any day. Oh, fuck. Wait. Was Nine and a Half Weeks a chick flick? Even though it had the sex, it was just as much a chick flick as the other one.
The little minx had tricked me.
Chuckling, I tugged off my work shirt before climbing into bed beside her. Tucking her close to my side, I got around to finding the movie. I felt her smile against my chest as she pressed a small kiss over my heart. My already hard dick twitched in my jeans and I bit back a curse as she snuggled against me even more.
I was either going to really regret this or really
, really enjoy it.
Fuck, I hoped it was the latter.
Fifteen minutes later, we hadn’t even gotten to any sex scenes and I was already regretting it. Gracie was tracing her soft fingertips over my chest, right over my heart. I doubted she even realized she was doing it. I tried to ignore it, but it felt so damn good and after a few minutes I realized that she kept tracing the same pattern over and over again. A little heart. Christ, she knew how to make me crumble without even trying.
Catching hold of her fingers, I lifted them to my lips and kissed each fingertip. Her eyes stayed on the television, but she couldn’t hold back a small gasp. She squirmed against me, lifting one leg to wrap over both of mine and wiggled until she seemed more comfortable. Her knee just barely missed my throbbing cock. When she was settled again I nearly lost my mind right then and there at the feel of the warmth radiating through her thin pajama pants as her pussy pressed against my thigh.
Oh shit. I was in serious trouble here. I’d been so good all damn week, keeping my hands to myself. It had cost me a lot of sleep and forced me to take one cold shower after another. I’d nearly came in my jeans on the ride to work yesterday after leaving her in my bed just minutes after kissing her. My body was primed and ready to make this girl my own.
If she hadn’t been sick, if her head hadn’t still been bothering her and Doc hadn’t told me that she needed to keep still and rest as much as possible, I would have already claimed what was mine. Blowing out a long breath, I pressed a kiss to the top of her head and tried to think of anything other than the throbbing coming from my favorite appendage.
Gracie lifted her head. Pushing a few locks of hair from her face, she gave me a concerned look. “What’s wrong?”
I gave her a sexy grin. “Nothing’s wrong, baby. Just aching for you.” Her cheeks filled with pink but she didn’t lower her eyes. My female was getting bolder, something that I was seriously loving. I didn’t want her shying away from that part of our relationship.
The tip of her tongue snuck out and dampened her bottom lip. “I ache for you, too.”
If I thought I was hard before, I was wrong. So fucking wrong. My jeans suddenly felt like they were too small as my dick pressed into the zipper through my boxers. My balls tightened and I felt the tip of my aching dick dampen with pre-cum. The thought of her aching as badly as I was scrambled my brain. I hated the idea of her needing me and going unsatisfied.
Combing my fingers through her hair, I lifted my head to brush my lips tenderly over hers. “I can help you with that,” I breathed against her mouth. “All you have to do is say the word and I’ll take care of anything you want or need.”
Aged-bourbon eyes turned to pure gold and her next breath had a hitch to it. Letting my hands skim down her back through the soft material of her pajama top I carefully urged her closer. “If you aren’t ready for sex, then I’m okay with that. We can go as fast or as slow as you want.” I rubbed my nose down her neck and nuzzled her ear before sucking the lobe roughly.
Her fingers trembled against my stomach and I swear my dick thickened even more in anticipation of her touching it. “But we don’t have to have sex for me to make you feel good, baby. I can kiss you…” I pressed a kiss to her neck and felt her shiver. “Touch you…” My fingers drifted down her arm and cupped her tit, my thumb rubbing over an already hard nipple. “Lick you…” I licked across her lips before thrusting my tongue deep into her sweet, hot mouth.
When I pulled back we were both breathing heavily and her eyes had shut. “I want to lick you so fucking bad, Gracie.” I’d meant to whisper the words but they came out like a growl and more than a little desperate.
Passion-filled brown eyes opened and I could see my own need mirrored in their warm depths. Her mouth opened, her breath coming out in little needy pants. I couldn’t resist kissing that mouth again and didn’t try as I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth. Fuck, she tasted so damn good.
It only made me want to find out what she tasted like lower.
My hold on her tit tightened. A soft whimper left her and she arched into my hand. “H-hawk,” she breathed my name as she pulled back. “I… Please…”
I pressed my lips to her jaw. “What, baby? I need the words. Tell me what you want.” As badly as I wanted her, wanted this to happen, I needed her to tell me exactly what she wanted so that I knew she wouldn’t regret it later.
Gracie sucked in a breath and licked her kiss-swollen lips again. “I want...” She blinked and shook her head as a scene from the movie became intense. Fuck, I wished I were doing that to Gracie right then. “I want you to kiss me, touch me, and lick me. I want all of that and more.” Her trembling hand covered mine on her tit, pressing my touch closer. “P-please?” she whispered almost as if she were afraid I would say no.
Like I could.
Turning onto my back I pulled her on top of me. Her lips were already seeking mine as my hands tangled in her hair. The heat burning through her pajamas was almost scalding when it pressed against my jeans-covered crotch. I couldn’t wait until I uncovered that heat and tasted her there.
I wanted to take things slow, though. She deserved slow and tender. I’d never been either with a woman. From the time I first started getting interested in girls I’ve had pussy on hand any time I’d wanted it. It hadn’t mattered if I was slow, tender, or considerate with them. Club sheep were just happy to have me pull my dick out for them. With Gracie this was all new territory for me, so I guess this was a first for both of us.
Gracie’s hips shifted, her pussy rubbing right over my aching dick. For a few seconds I saw stars flashing behind my closed eyelids. Fuck. That felt so fucking good. But if this was going to last past two minutes I couldn’t let her move around like that. A few more innocent rubs like that and I was going to spray my boxers like an untried fifteen-year-old boy.
Grabbing hold of her hips with both hands I flipped her onto her back and pressed her thighs open. Oh fuck, that was such a bad idea. Now she was spread open even more for me, and it felt so damn good to just lie against her like that. My dick twitched against her hot pussy and we both moaned at the sheer pleasure of it.
“Gotta get you undressed, baby. I’m losing my head already.” I kissed my way down her neck and across her chest as much as her top would allow. My fingers sought the hem of the cotton pajama top and I pulled back long enough to strip it off of her.
