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“Me too. But I we have enough time for something.” He teased his fingers under the waistband of my jeans.
I let out a light laugh at the combination of ticklish and seductive touch. “What did you have in mind?”
Graham flipped the button on my jeans and dragged down the zipper. “I realized the other day that I have a new favorite sight.” He slipped his hand lower, under my trousers and over my panties. “Watching you come.”
“I bet I look silly.” How else was I supposed to respond to that?
He brushed his lips over mine. “You look stunning. Always.” He slipped the crotch of my underwear aside, and drew his fingers lightly along my bare skin.
I parted my lips in a long moan and he leaned into swallow the noise, as he parted my folds.
The longer he kissed me and teased along my pussy, the slicker I grew. He slipped his fingers near my opening, and away again.
I rocked against his touch, desire building inside. The door was still open, and the noise of traffic drifted in, along with the distant chatter of people on the sidewalk. No one was going to come back here, but the possibility they might cranked my anticipation a notch higher.
Graham moved to my clit to circle the swollen nub. Wowza, he had skilled fingers. My breath came in short pants the longer he stroked me.
Orgasm crashed in, washing over and through me. Was I gasping? Screaming? I didn’t know or care.
As my world slowly swam back into focus as Graham eased off, but my legs didn’t recover so quickly. As I caught my breath, his pressing me to the wall held me upright.
My gaze landed on my digital clock, and reality whispered back in. We’d gone from early to late. “I don’t have time to change.”
“Never change. I like you just the way you are.”
“You’re a goof.” I wasn’t complaining. About any of this. His weight pressing into me, his erection digging into my leg, and the light mood in the room. In fact the only complaint I had was that we couldn’t stay and play. “I meant my top.”
“I want to keep the jokes going by saying something about him not being here. Is that appropriate? Am I allowed to joke about Cole?” Hearing that name pass Graham’s lips made things even better. It was another barrier knocked aside.
“Depends on the joke, but you don’t have to pretend he doesn’t exist. This doesn’t change what he and I have.” More reality. “You realize that don’t you?”
“I do. I’m still processing, but the fact that I get you—this—makes it easier. Don’t change the top. You look magical, and Adrienne will work magic from the visual.”
Heat flushed me at his use of magical and that it mirrored my thoughts.
Given neither of us liked to be late, with a little extra effort and reluctance, we peeled apart, and were on our way.
Apparently I’d already gotten addicted to Oz’s frequent touch, because I was disappointed that Graham kept his hands to himself as we drove. Now that the initial making out was over, would this be awkward?
I didn’t want that. I wanted to be the person I was when Oz asked me about my fantasies. When Graham was being wishy washy. This wasn’t normal, was it? For me to slide into okay, I’m seeing both of you now, with so little hesitation.
Then again, when had I ever been normal? “How long have you known where I was?” I asked.
“I knew you stayed in state. Beyond that? Not until the other day. Following you would’ve made it harder to ignore you. Also, it’s creepy.”
Right. In movies it was romance. In real life it was stalking. “You just waited until a single night to learn everything about what I’d been up to.”
“The things I want to know about you, I won’t find online. I won’t learn any other way than spending time with you.”
Okay, that was super sweet. Like, chibi Luna swooning and melting kind of sweet.
“I did look up a lot about Cole, though,” Graham said.
“Should I be jealous?” I teased.
Graham shook his head. “I think that’s my line.”
“I hope you won’t be. Jealous, that is. I don’t expect you to turn it off now, like flipping a switch, but if you could get there…”
