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His mouth softens. He reaches out to take one of my hands. Holds it in both of his. “Fair enough. But I’ve also got hands for a reason. Are you doubting my ability to take care of you with just my hands?”
I gulp again. I’m throbbing all over now. “Well, maybe. If you think you can do it without hurting yourself. But you’ll have to get back on the bed so you can stretch out your leg. I’m serious about being careful. It won’t be any fun for me if you get hurt, so whatever you’re thinking of doing, you’ll have to lie still to do it.”
“Okay. I’ll get back in bed and lie still. You take off your clothes.”
I twitch with excitement. “What?”
“Take off your clothes.”
I’m so turned on that I can’t move for a moment. Instead, I watch as he scoots farther back into the bed, turns his body, and carefully extends his bad leg. When he clears his throat intentionally, I finally grab the bottom of my V-neck top and pull it off over my head.
Knowing he’s watching, I toe off my shoes, unhook my bra, and then pull down my jeans. Undressing like this makes me feel vulnerable but not in a bad way. It’s ridiculously exciting to feel so exposed while he’s still dressed and propped up on the pillows in bed.
“All of it,” he murmurs when I’m down to my panties. He’s still not putting on a show with the dominance. He’s not exaggerating the command in his voice in an attempt to sound sexier. He’s just matter-of-factly telling me what to do.
That’s what makes it so hot.
I shimmy out of my panties and then stand next to the bed completely naked. “How exactly are we going to manage this? Should I… should I get on the bed with you?”
“Not yet.”
“Okay.” I wait, hot as fire in my cheeks and my pussy and slightly chilled from the coolish air everywhere else. It’s a disorienting combination. I’m breathing in fast little pants.
“Fuck,” he breathes. His eyes are raking up and down from my messy hair to my toes. Hungry. Almost feral. “That body has haunted me for years.”
I gulp.
We’ve mostly had sex in the dark, so it’s been a while since he’s seen my naked body this clearly. I vaguely wonder how the hell I ever believed him to not be interested in me. Right now he looks like he could swallow me whole.
“Now?” I ask when it feels like he’s had long enough to leer.
He shakes his head. “Since I’m slightly incapacitated, you can do some of the work.” Before I can ask what he means, he makes it clear. “Touch yourself.”
My breath hitches. “What?”
“Touch yourself.”
This is not at all what I was expecting, and it’s not what I ever imagined I’d want to do. But right now I do. Merely because he told me to.
I slowly ease a hand down between my legs.
He stops me. “Not there.”
My hand freezes. “Where then?”
“Anywhere else.”
I narrow my eyes since he’s clearly planning to torment me a little. But I do as he says, rubbing my stomach for just a moment before I slide the hand up to my right breast. I cup it. Tweak the nipple. Then do the same with the other.
“Good. Keep going. Since you’re so worried about my damn leg, you can turn yourself on.” He’s half teasing, and I know he won’t be upset if I object. But he wants me to do this. Which means I want it too.
I’m already turned on, and I only get more so as I caress my body. I stroke myself all over, spending the most time on my breasts. He’s definitely into it. I can see that very clearly in the way his eyes darken, his cheeks flush, his body grows increasingly tense. His arousal excites me even more than mine as minutes pass.
Eventually my knees are getting shaky, and my whole body pulses with need. I’m fondling both my nipples at the same time as I gasp, “Grant, please!”
He makes a guttural sound. “Come here, princess.”
Whimpering in relief, I step over to the bed.
