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“Even the dimple?”
Grant smiled. “Yeah. Mom has them on both cheeks and she thinks they make her look like a little girl.”
“Bet she appreciates that youthfulness now.”
“She does,” he said with a hint of surprise in his voice. “Any other questions?”
“Just one. What’s for dessert?”
Grant laughed. “You are, of course.” Heat suffused my whole body and a titter of laughter escaped. “Too much?”
I shook my head. “I’ll let you know if it becomes too much.”
Grant stood and held his hand out to me. “You mean when, you’ll let me know when it becomes too much.” Then he pulled me close until I was flush up against his body and smiled before his lips came down on mine. There was no build up with this kiss though. It started hot as hell and it only got hotter with every swipe of his tongue, every journey his big strong hands made up and down the length of my back.
I groaned and he swallowed it and pressed his body even closer to mine, close enough that I could feel how hard he was, how hungry he was for me. I smiled because we were on the same page and I let my hands roam the wide expanse of his back and his chest, down the hard planes of his back to his tight ass. Then my hands found the button of his jeans. His zipper.
Suddenly my feet were in the air and Grant was carrying me inside the house, his mouth still on mine. We made it through the kitchen, but he stopped in the hallway just before the living room and pulled back with a smile. “I want you, Brenna.”
“I’m right here, Grant.” I licked my lips and smiled. “Have me.”
That’s just what he did, right there up against the wall, Grant slid deep, his strong legs holding up the weight of us both of us, his hips pumping hard and fast into me while we panted our pleasure. The sounds of our desire blended with the crickets and river outside.
His body was so hard and so strong I could hardly catch my breath. “Grant,” I moaned when his lips left mine, giving me a chance to catch my breath even as he pumped his pleasure into my body while his lips tracked across my collarbone, up my throat so he could nibble my chin and my jawline. It was an onslaught of pleasure I couldn’t have imagined, and all I could do was hold on tight as my orgasm barreled out of me, his name a song on my lips.
“Damn, Brenna. I’m not sure I’m gonna be able to get enough of you.”
I ignored the way those words caused a hitch in my chest and nibbled his earlobe. “You’ll have to,” I whispered as I slid down the length of his body until my wedges hit the floor. “Because as soon as my legs work again, I need to get home.”
His shoulders fell, but there was still a determined glint in his eyes as he scooped me in his arms and carried me down the hall to his spacious, masculine bedroom, decorated in shades of brown and gold. “Then I guess I’ll have to do something about those legs, won’t I?”
He set me on my feet and stared at me with heat in his glazed eyes as I unzipped my dress and stepped out of it, leaving me in nothing but the red lacy lingerie. “I’m willing to let you try.”
He did more than try, giving me enough orgasms to stock up for winter, and guaranteeing that I couldn’t walk properly to my car just before the sun came up.
Grant
I woke up the morning after another great date with Brenna with a little bit of residual electricity coursing through my veins. The sun was shining bright, a perfect match to my mood. I didn’t even let myself get frustrated when I received two hang up calls before I got to the office, just grabbed my coffee mug and headed inside the Security Training Academy building.
“Grant, there you are. Get in here.” He waved me inside his office like there was some big secret. I found Liam was already in there and he was wearing his end of the day annoyed expression. “I need your help. Both of you.”
“More engagement crap?” I had no problem with the notion of love, but holy hell this party was already getting on my nerves. “What now?”
“Shannon loved the black-tie Texas idea, and I was up half the night trying to figure out what the hell that meant.”
I laughed and smacked a hand on his desk as I sat. “And what the hell does it mean?”
“Fancy clothes with cowboy boots and hats. Bolo ties. Upscale barbecue. Stuff like that.” He raked a hand through his hair and let out an exhausted breath. “I just need a little bit of help.”
