Page 12 of Garrett's Obsession


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He kisses and nips across my chest to give my other boob the same attention. By the time he begins to move down my body, I’m a wiggling ball of nerves ready to explode.

He runs his tongue around the waistband of my yoga pants before pulling them and my underwear down my legs. The cool air brushing against my overheated skin brings me out of my Garrett-induced haze long enough for me to realize I’m lying across my bed, naked except for my slightly wet lacy bra. “You’re so goddamn perfect,” he groans and throws my pants somewhere in the corner. “And all mine,” he growls. “Nothing will ever come between us.” He reaches between my legs and spreads them open.

“Make me yours,” I beg as he slides a finger around my wet opening.

“You’re already mine.” He licks a path from my belly button straight to my clit. “I’m going to show you how much you mean to me.”

He toys with my clit until I’m a mindless mess, and I almost miss when he presses a second finger in next to the first.

He scissors his fingers, and my intimate muscles stretch for his digits.

Pleasure blasts through me as electric sparks sizzle along my nerves. I come long and hard. I’m not sure if it’s actually one long orgasm or several small ones, but he doesn’t let up until I’m a boneless, trembling mass of nerves.

As he kisses his way back up my body, I take several deep breaths, attempting to get my erratic heart rate under control. When he kisses my lips, I get a slight taste of myself on his lips.

“Wow. I’m not sure I’ll be able to move for the next year or so,” I tease, not completely joking.

“Don’t worry, Cherry. I’ll take care of you.” He leaves little kisses on my cheeks and throat while his hands explore every inch of my body.

“Oh. I definitely like that,” I manage to mutter when he sucks one of my nipples between his lips and bites down gently. He runs his tongue around my sensitive skin before tasting his way across my chest.

“I’m glad,” he murmurs, and I’m so caught up in the sensations hitting me from all sides that I almost miss when he places his erection at my wet opening and pushes in an inch or so. The slight stinging pain cuts through me, but he rubs on my clit and pleasure overrides the tiny discomfort.

“That’s really good, too.” I can’t help giving him updates.

“Hold on, Cherry,” he warns a second before thrusting in all the way with one movement. My inner muscles stretch to accommodate his size as my nails dig into his shoulders. He slowly pulls back and repeats the motion over and over again. The pleasure quickly builds until another orgasm blasts through me unexpectedly. “I love you, Cherry.”

His words cause my heart to clench in my chest as another climax roars through me. His cock jerks deep inside me as warm wetness fills my pussy.

Oh well, I don’t have the ability to even care that we’ve just taken a huge chance. I’ll worry about the possible consequences another day. Right now, I plan to lie back and enjoy the afterglow of his mind-blowing lovemaking.

When he drops down next to me and drags me into his arms, I use every ounce of strength I have left and drop my head onto his muscular shoulder.

“I think I love you, too.” That’s not true. I have no doubt I’m head over heels in love with him. “Let me rephrase that. It’s crazy and fast and I don’t care. I love you, too.”

SEVEN

GARRETT

"Pick your feet up,Sharp! Hustle it up, Banks!" I shout as the boys drag ass through the tires set up at the side of the field. "My grandma moves faster than you."

"Isn't your grandmama dead?" Reid Lawless snorts, tossing a football into the air.

"Yeah, but they don't know that," I mutter, grinning at him.

He laughs, shaking his head. "You're a cruel man, Garrett Marsh."

"Not my fault they decided to waste the first half hour of practice dicking around." I shrug and then lean down to snag my whistle off the bench. "We could have been done here already. Why are you here anyway? Shouldn't you be at home bugging your wife?"

"She's on her way home from Houston. She had a case there today." He tosses the ball in the air again, fumbling it for the third time. "Dammit."

"For a professional athlete, you're crap at that."

He discretely flips me the bird.

I chuckle and turn to check on the boys again. They've made it through the tires and are headed toward the agility cones. Once they survive those, I'll take mercy on them and let them hit the showers. I've got shit to do. Actually, Ciara has shit to do. It's her first night at Razor's bar. Since she's down a car, I promised to drop her off.

Not that there will be any dropping involved. I fully intend to plant my ass on a barstool and make a nuisance of myself. She's mine. I'm making that shit clear here and now. If anyone messes with her, they'll answer to me. If they hit on her, they'll answer to me.

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