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She leans up to kiss me, but I know this is a diversion tactic, and I’ve already fallen for it once tonight. Now I want to talk.
I rub my nose against hers, stopping her from kissing me. “Talk to me. We can’t work through it until you talk to me.”
A lone tear escapes her eye and I see the others getting ready to pour down. Wrapping her in my arms, I lift her up. “Point me to the bathroom. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
Finally relenting, she points to a door on the left. “Through there,” she says. I walk through her apartment and enter the room she indicated. It’s a large room with a king-size bed, and I wonder briefly if her husband lived here. I don’t allow myself to dwell on it though. Moving to the other side of the room where the bathroom is located, I set Grace on the toilet and turn the shower on before giving her a few minutes of privacy.
Standing in her bedroom, I look around and try not to feel out of place. Before I have enough time to spiral, Grace calls for me. When I enter the bathroom, she’s already in the shower, so I undress and join her. When she immediately opens her arms for me to hold her, I relax. We’re going to be okay.
“I’m sorry I’m making this so hard, Cash,” she says in defeat.
“I just want to know you. I want to be with you. But I can’t do that if you won’t let me in. So please, Grace, just let me in.”
She nods and turns around, grabbing the shampoo. When she turns back, she hands it to me. “Wash my hair?”
I love taking care of her. When she relinquishes control and allows me to pleasure her, whether it’s with my tongue or my hands, I’m at my happiest.
I lather the shampoo and run it through her hair, massaging her head as I work through each strand. As the warm water beats down on my back and steam billows around us, the coconut scent of Grace’s shampoo fills the bathroom.
When she turns around, a soapy mess, I kiss her softly, allowing my hands to glide over her slick body. In no time we’re both worked up again and taking pleasure from one another, as if we haven’t just both gotten off only moments earlier. Grace bends over in the shower and smiles back at me, letting me know precisely what she wants. It’s not until I’m smacking her ass and entering her that I realize she did it again. Distracted me from conversation with sex.
Chapter 32
Grace
It’s notintentional. Every time Cash gets within inches of me, my body temperature rises and my hands take on a mind of their own. Hungry doesn’t describe the way I feel for him.
Starved. Ravenous. Insatiable.
As we dry off, he whispers sweet nothings into my skin, telling me how beautiful I am, how cherished, and all the things he wants to do with me. But when we enter my bedroom, and I motion to the bed, I see him hesitate.
“Should we—” He looks to the bed and then at me again.
“What’s wrong, Cash?”
There is a fight going on in his head, but I don’t know what it’s about. “Is this where you and…” He pauses and looks at me, waiting for me to fill in the blank. Unfortunately, I really don’t know what he’s trying to ask.
“Me and who?”
“Your uh…ex. Is this where you guys lived?”
Realization washes over me, and I take Cash’s hand and bring him over to sit on the bed with me. “No. He’s never stayed here.”
Cash’s shoulders sag. “Oh, great.”
“Lie down with me,” I say, patting on the pillow next to mine. Cash smiles and slips under the covers, pulling me close before I have a chance to put my head on my own pillow.
“Aren’t I making you cold with my wet hair?”
“I’m fine, Gracie; all I want is you in my arms. Now tell me what happened today.”
I close my eyes and recall my conversation with my mother. My feelings haven’t changed since this afternoon. I still think she’s right. It’s selfish to allow Cash to blow up his entire life for me. And yet I don’t think I could keep him from doing it if I tried. The man is determined to be with me and for once I’m going to stop fighting him and let him take what he wants. “My mother called.”
Cash looks down at me, giving me room to speak and tell my story.
“She and I…we don’t have a great relationship.”
Cash frowns. “I’m sorry about that.”
