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Chapter 43

Cash

Grace’smoansarealmostas hot as seeing her laid out on my desk like fucking dessert. I tried to stay away, tried to work out what was going on with her mom and my dad before I took things any further, tried to listen to Lydia’s words that we needed to work on us before we gave in to the sexual aspect of our relationship, but turning Grace down when she showed up in this tiny black silk robe with needy eyes is an impossible ask.

I’ve wanted to taste her, to pleasure her, to feel her come on my tongue for days now. It’s been two months, and it’s something I’ve craved. “Fuck, Gracie, you taste so fucking sweet.” I look up at her with my mouth still on her. Her hair falls over her face, and her eyes are hooded but greedy in their gawking.

“You like to watch, Angel?”

She nods as her eyes flare when I press my tongue flat again.

“You like to perform for me, too, huh?” I ask, getting harder as I think about just how much she’s come into her own since we first met. Taking control of what she wants. So much so that she now enjoys showing me.

Grace moans a yes. “I love the feeling of your eyes on me.”

“Better than my tongue?” I tease, stopping briefly. She’s already so close her legs shake just from the brush of my fingers tapping against her clit.

“Please,” she begs.

I rub my thumb and slip my finger inside her and then bring my mouth back where she likes it. She starts riding my face, pulling on my hair and controlling my movement so that she has me exactly where she wants me. As soon as I bring her clit, which is soft and pliable from being so wet, between my lips it starts to pulse, and Grace clenches my fingers as she curses and moans.

I don’t stop, keeping up my incessant licking and sucking until she’s fallen back completely, losing all control over her own body.

“That’s right, baby, are you relaxed now?” I whisper as I kiss her thigh and then her stomach, until I’m leaning over her and taking her sweet mouth in mine.

She groans into my kiss, weak and sated. “Yes, that was—”

I cut her off with another kiss. Then with my lips mere inches from hers, I reply, “I know. It was fucking heaven for me. Having you in my mouth. Having you ride my face. On my desk. Fucking perfection.” I look down at her body again and take a visual snapshot. This is going to make it nearly impossible to get work done in the future.

She sits up with a glint in her eye. “Lean back, Bossman.”

Grace kicks my chair back and drops to the floor in front of me. Her robe sits open, and I see the slight swell of her bump. It feels wrong having her on her knees. “Grace, you don’t have to do this.”

“Have to? Yes, I do. Want to? So fucking bad. Need to? More than my next breath,” she says, panting and licking her lips as she makes quick work of unbuckling my pants and pulling on them until I lift up my ass so she can pull them down.

My erection is so hard it’s almost painful. I spring up when she removes my boxers, and to say that Grace looks excited would be a huge understatement. “You’ve been waiting to taste me, Cash? What about me? I haven’t had you in my mouth in months.” Before I have a second to prepare, her mouth surrounds me, and I’m sucked into her warmth. She pulls off and makes a pop sound before looking up and smiling. “So good, Whiskey. So fucking good.”

I lean back and watch as she takes me in her mouth again, farther this time until I hit the back of her throat. I fight to keep my eyes open, swearing under my breath as the intense feel of her tongue moving up and down my shaft while her hand cradles my balls sends me spinning. Already, I feel the tightening and my resolve weakening. The last person who touched me was Grace, and that was months ago; there is no way I’m going to last. “Grace, slow down, baby. I want to take care of you.”

She shakes her head as she looks up at me, continuing her hard work. Realizing that she isn’t going to stop and too overwhelmed from the incredible feeling of her mouth, I grab her hair in my hand and thrust into her mouth deeper.

Grace moans and smiles as she takes me farther back. “Don’t smile at me like that, baby,” I warn before I feel the familiar tug in my balls. “Fuck, Grace, I’m going to come.” I try to pull back, but she moves her hands behind my hips and pulls me closer. Giving up, I pull on her hair tighter and she groans again, liking it rough. “Okay, baby, if that’s how you want it, swallow like a good little slut.” I see the gleam in her eye, the way my words spur her, right as I thrust once more before emptying into her mouth. Even that doesn’t stop her though, and she continues tugging on me until I actually beg her to stop, slumping back in fucking ecstasy.

When I finally open my eyes, I see Grace leaning back with a proud smile on her face. “Feel better, Mr. James?”

I bark out a choking laugh and pull Grace up onto my lap. “You’re a goddess.”

She leans against my chest and twirls her finger. “I missed you so much, Cash.”

I kiss her hair and pull her face so that she’s looking at me. “I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere.”

She sighs as her lashes fall down and insecurity creeps across her features. “But you’ve been so distant. You’ve been pushing me away. I thought maybe…” She looks away and I pull her eyes back to mine. “I thought maybe you weren’t attracted to me anymore…because of the pregnancy,” she admits quietly.

The idea that I made her feel unwanted, undesired, un-fucking-anythingis too much.

“Grace, I’m not sure how it’s possible, but you being pregnant has made me harder than I’ve been in my life. Watching your body change, seeing you become a mother, it’s such a fucking turn-on for me.Youare not the problem.”

She eyes me as she bites her lip, perhaps trying to decide whether she believes me. “Then what is it? Because you’re pushing me away, Cash. Before I saw the guest bedroom, I was leaving you a note to tell you I was going home. I can’t do this. I don’t want to be in another unhappy relationship where my partner and I don’t speak. Where we both work all the time and don’t enjoy one another. I’ve done that—divorced that—and I have no intention of going back to that life.”

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