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All of which Goldy felt the need to remind me of, even though I thought we'd come to some sort of truce. For a woman who wants nothing to do with our new business, she's got a hell of a lot of opinions.
The cherry on this shit day was a call to inform me that our application to be a nonprofit has been turned down. Hailey swears that happens all the time and that she'll help me change a few things before I re-submit, but I can't help feeling like it's a sign this sanctuary farm is the worst idea I've ever had.
As though he senses my mind wandering, Grant sucks on my neck. Hard. A lightning bolt of pleasure shoots straight to my clit. I shiver and moan. "Damn it, Grant. Fuck me already."
The bastard lifts his head and grins. A happy, heavy-lidded smile that melts the hard shell around my heart just a little.
I think I actually might like the jerk.
"Stop smiling at me and fuck me, Grant. Quit trying to bind my soul to yours."
His smile grows. "It does feel like that's what happening, doesn't it?"
I roll my eyes, though I secretly agree with him. Unlike him, though, I'm not happy about it. "It feels like nothing is happening, because your cock is not in my nether regions."
He laughs and my cheeks burn. Damn our mother and her creative euphemisms for our lady parts.
"You can say cock but not pussy?" he asks.
I cringe. "I really hate that word and there's no sexy alternative, alright? I'm working on it."
"Maybe you should name it. Something that doesn't make you cringe. Goddess hole?"
I laugh. I'm so turned on it literally hurts, and he somehow makes me laugh. "That's worse than ham wallet."
It's his turn to cringe. "Are you serious?" He shudders. "That is the worst…" He shakes his head. "How about Flower bud?"
I kiss him before we get too caught up in this ridiculous conversation and forget all about the fucking.
He pulls away. "Highway to horny?"
He cannot be serious. "How about you test drive it before you name it?"
I kiss him before he can argue, then I reach down, pop the button on his jeans and try to grab his cock. Clothes and the angle are not helping and I can't get to him.
I groan into his mouth. "Grant. Please."
He pulls me tighter against him and jerks his mouth from mine long enough to say, "Stop rushing me."
I pull back. "Shit. Wait."
He stops instantly, freezing in place. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong with me." I study his face. "Do you not want this? Oh, my God. I'm the pushy, obnoxious one, aren't I? I called you up here for sex and now I'm forcing myself on you." I try to shift back on his lap, but he holds on tight. "If you don't want to have sex, I'm totally okay with that. Really, I'm not trying to pressure you-"
He presses a finger to my lips. "Believe me, Dani. I want to fuck you so hard you forget your name. I just want to take it slow."
Aw, that's really sweet. He wasn't feeding me a line. He really wants to be romantic. Grant Holiday is a really good guy. "I don't know if you've noticed this, but patience isn't my strongest skill. Do you think we could save the romantic slow sex for round two or… Six? Yeah, round six seems about when I'll be ready for slow and romantic."
"Wow." His eyes widen like he's just figured something out and I hate my big, stupid mouth. "You must really want me. Have you been fantasizing about me, Dani? Have you touched yourself to thoughts of me?"
I'm panting. I'm actually fucking panting. This man is the worst. The literal worst. "Oh, yeah." I let my voice go husky and raw. I'll do anything at this point to feel him inside of me. "I ran my fingers over my…" I huff out a laugh. "Fucking hell, I'm terrible at this."
He laughs, and then he kisses me, still laughing, the sound filling me. And it's like something clicks into place deep inside me. I laugh with him until neither of us is laughing.
This time, when I reach for his cock, he helps me get my hand around it. He's hot and hard and thick and I'm soaked, so ready for him.
I get off his lap and strip out of my shorts. I reach for the waistband of my panties, pink, lacy, barely there. My best ones. He stops me with his big hand over mine.
