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Sugar.Was it a sarcastic “sugar” or a genuine one?
“Okay, but not the orgasmic kind of pleasure.”
“It’s all right. There’s all kinds of pleasure. It doesn’t always have to be that.”
She glanced at his crotch and saw the hard bulge in between his spread thighs, and wasn’t convinced. “What did the doctors say exactly?”
“I told you. They said to be careful. No sex for a month.”
“Did they define sex?”
He gave a long chuckle of amusement. “I guess I should have drilled down a little further. They didn’t specify.”
The word “drilled” gave her another shiver. Good lord, these hormones were insane. They’d turned her from a virgin into someone who couldn’t get enough.
A workout mat sat nearby; she snagged it with her foot and positioned it right next to the chaise.
“What are you doing?” he asked warily.
“Don’t you worry about it. Just tell me if something hurts.”
That reminded her of their first time, all those months ago. Granger had been with her for so many life-altering events. No one else had ever been there for her like that. Not wanting anything from her. Just offering themselves, their presence, their assistance.
Granger.
She realized that she was staring at him like a heart-eyes emoji.Snap out of it.
Slowly, carefully, she lowered herself onto the mat. It cushioned her knees perfectly. When she leaned over the side of the chaise, her belly fit nicely under the aluminum frame. This would be no problem at all.
“Bliss, you don’t have to…ahhhh.”
He dropped his head back against the chaise’s webbing as she gently extracted his erection from his sweatpants. He still wore a bandage over his knife wound; he couldn’t wear anything but sweats for the time being. Of course, his were badass pure black sweats that hugged his ass and thighs and made her mouth water.
God, she was in a bad way. Even the swelling of his cock under the cotton fabric was arousing her all over again.
“If anything hurts, you tell me,” she reminded him firmly.
He made a quick nodding motion of his head, then gritted his teeth.
“Now don’t move a muscle. I’ll do all the work.”
“I don’t know if I can do that.”
“Then I’ll have to stop.”
“I can do that,” he said quickly, making her smile. She wrapped one hand around his jutting penis, then lowered her head to lick the tip. She heard him hiss through his teeth. He was forcing himself to remain still; she could feel the tension in his body, the restrained urge to thrust toward her. She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips where her hand had been. The taste of firm flesh with a trace of salt filled her senses.
Never had she imagined that she would enjoy giving a blow job this much. Was it another hormonal thing, or was it Granger? Or maybe a combination? The way he swelled against her tongue drove her mad. She loved feeling him strain toward her, loved the knowledge that this huge and powerful man was at her mercy.
His thighs were trembling with the effort of holding still. His belly clenched, and she saw him wince. She pulled her mouth off him.
“You okay?”
“Yes! Fuck. Don’t stop. I’m fine. Didn’t hurt at all.” He was practically babbling. She had to admit she loved that too.
“Okay, but you have to tell me. Promise to tell me?”
“I either love you or hate you right now, I can’t tell.”
