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Not for the first time today, I opened my mouth to say something, but Grace quickly pushed on. “Today was great, Sawyer.” She reached for my arm and, with questioning eyes, she looked up at me just before her hand made contact with my forearm. “May I?”
Not quite sure what she was going to do, I took my hand out of my pocket and held it out to her. With both of her hands on my larger one, she placed it just under the curve of her left breast. I glanced there but returned my eyes to hers. What was she…?
“Feel how much I need you,” she whispered.
Feel how much I want you, I told her earlier. My fingers flexed over her ribs as I fought a smile. Under my palm, her heart beat strong and sure, even if slightly rapid. Matching my own, I was sure.
My fingers tightened over her and I pulled her close as my other swept back into her hair, holding her face turned up toward me. “Yeah?”
Her hands were now on my chest and my God, I loved her hands on me.
“Yeah,” she whispered back.
Taking that as the only invitation I needed, I lowered my mouth to hers. I wanted the kiss to stay sweet and slow, much like this morning’s, but the moment our lips met, I lost control over it. My mouth fought over hers, my tongue in her mouth and hers in mine. The velvet of her tongue felt like heaven over mine, and when she pulled back to suck on my lower lip, I pressed her body close to mine, grinding my quickly hardening erection into her belly. At the same time, I lifted my thumb from under her breast, sweeping over the pebbled peak there. I needed her to feel the same sexual nerve endings I did. I needed to know that she was on the same page as me.
Her gasp at my thumb had her releasing my lip.
As close as we were standing, there wasn’t any way someone on the street could see we were doing a little bit more than heavy making out, but this wasn’t for show. This wasn’t for other people’s eyes.
“Inside,” I spoke against her mouth. She stepped away and I reluctantly let her, only to follow her into the house and shut the door behind us, locking it in place.
I quickly took in my surroundings, noting that not much had changed since I last was in her place. The walls were white in rental fashion, but where my place was bland, hers was alive with color.
Colorful pillows, colorful blankets on the tan couch. She had pictures on the fire mantel and if memory served me correctly, there was even one of me up there.
Unless she took it down for Jeremy, which was likely.
God, I was so glad she walked away from that loser.
Before I could think about that too much more, Grace took my hand in hers and with sure steps, walked me through her little place, down a darkened hall, and into her bedroom. Like the living room, her vibrancy was everywhere in here, too. Coral bedspread, turquoise and light pink pillows.
This, these bright colors, were the Grace I knew. The Grace not many people outside of her close knit circle knew.
To the outside, she was quiet and reserved. Thoughtful.
And while she was very much those things, she was also loud when in the right atmosphere.
I was a lucky son of a bitch to get to know this side of her.
When she stopped, I reached behind me, blindly, for a light switch. Thankfully I had the right idea and found it on the first quick swipe on the wall. I had to see her face.
There she stood, her hand in mine, sure and steady, looking up at me with that small, quiet smile of hers.
“We don’t have to do this,” I told her. I needed us to be on the same wave length but I also didn’t want her feeling like she had to do something she wasn’t entirely comfortable with. We could work up to it. Hell, we still had to figure out how the road was going to go after I flew home tomorrow.
God, this weekend had gone by too fast. I wasn’t ready to go home, not yet.
Not when things were finally clicking into place.
Maybe tomorrow while waiting for my flight, I’d look into the departments out here. Get a head start and make a plan.
I heard the clink of my belt, followed by the feel of it being pulled from the loops of my jeans, and looked down to see Grace smiling at me, amused.
“Turn off your worry, Sawyer.” She dropped the leather to the floor, the carpet dulling the clank of the buckle. “Just be here,” she added on a whisper.
