Page 44 of Saving Grace


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Sawyer

No other woman had the same responses as Grace did in my arms.

Sure, they came and yeah, a woman in the throes of passion was a beautiful sight, but Grace just did it for me. Her body cocooned around me as every muscle squeezed—her inner walls around my fingers, her legs against my sides… I couldn’t get closer to her and feel less surrounded by her.

She was everywhere for me and that was exactly where she was always meant to be.

I hadn’t realized how badly I missed this, being with her like this, until now. It was easy to look back five years ago and think that the memories were some sort of adrenaline fueled extravagance, but damn if my memory of being with her wasn’t lying.

I pulled my hand from her soaking heat when her body finally calmed. I wrapped my other arm around her back, urging her to lay her forehead on my shoulder to relax a second longer. I turned my head into her to press a kiss to her ear before standing, loving the soft mewl she made as she wrapped her legs around my hips again.

She’d been wet before coming but now she was even more so, and her open heat against my stomach was leaving marks, but fuck if I cared. She could drip all over me and I’d be a happy man.

I turned us and dropped her back to her bed, following to lay partially on her. I moved my hand to her exposed hip, leaning into her to press kisses along her jaw until I neared her mouth. Her eyes were open but heavy, watching me. When my lips hovered over hers, she parted her lips for me and as badly as I wanted to sweep my tongue in the sweet openness, I played my tongue over the full plushness with slow teasing licks.

“Sawyer.” Her slight whine of my name was fast becoming one of my favorite sounds.

“Gracie,” I mimicked quietly.

“No more teasing,” she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s mean.”

I grinned down at her, shifting so my knees were on either side of her, my fisted hands near her shoulders. “Mean?”

“Yes, mean. I need you.” She reached for my pants again. I’d been sporting a semi since the moment she texted, and had been in some state of engorged and aching since she’d opened the door. Her coming apart on my hand only brought me closer to my edge.

I needed her too.

I lowered my upper body to kiss her on the lips one more time before pushing off the bed, removing my jeans in record time.

“Condom,” Grace said, still lying down, and pointing to the nightstand my gun was resting on. I pulled open the drawer and found a few in there. I didn’t even want to think about Grace with condoms, because that brought thoughts of other men she’d been with in the last five years—namely one.

She held out her hand. “Let me?”

Good God, no. “Next time, baby. I can’t… You can’t right now.” The little imp smiled at my discomfort.

I quickly sheathed myself and moved back to the bed, crawling over her as she lay flat on her back. Her head was tilted on the pillow, watching me from above her shoulder. She looked happy and relaxed, and it was a look on her that I could only hope I could see more than just for tonight.

Grace opened her thighs, allowing me room to crawl between them. I wanted my mouth on her.

I kissed her thigh and moved my kisses up her body. At her mound, I pressed my lips to just above the curls there, denying myself the pleasure of tasting her. I continued my kisses up to her navel and let my hands travel further north, the feel of her warm, soft skin under my hands nearly my undoing. When my hand encountered the full flesh of her chest, I moved my lips from her and gently kneaded her breasts, watching as her eyes closed in bliss. I let go of her, but not without a teasing pass of my thumbs over her taut nipples.

I crawled up over her, putting my weight on her lightly. My chest pressed against hers, and down below, the heavy weight of my erection was trapped between my body and the mattress but if I moved my hips a little this way…

The head of my cock caught against Grace’s wet middle and I damn near came from that alone. The anticipation had me ready and raring to go. I reached down to hook one of her knees in my hand and as soon as I did, she wrapped her other leg around my hip.

Next time, I’d play with her.

Next time, I’d go down on her and take my time.

Next time, I’d tease us both until we were nearly panting in need, her pussy begging for my cock to do more than sweep up and through her slits, but right now… Right now, I just needed to be in her wet heat.

In an easy motion, as if this was something we did daily and didn’t have years between the events, I angled my hips and the head of my cock notched. With a sure thrust, I found home.

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