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Of course, I have questions, but he’s working the buttons on my blouse, and my ability to form words is lost.
He tugs me from the wet room and pushes my blouse over my shoulders. He kisses along the strap of my red lace bra, then runs his fingers over the cup. “So pretty. Is this for me?”
I nod, unsnap my jeans and lower the zipper. I step out of my shoes, and push down the jeans. In a matching lace thong, I’ve never felt more wanted.
“Jeez, Grace.” He slips one finger over my pussy. “Wet. Is this for me too?”
Gasping, I press my hips forward, needing more. “All for you.”
He lifts me onto the vanity.
I yip when my ass hits the cold stone.
After pulling down my panties, he tosses them aside, kneels, and pulls me forward so my thighs spread against his shoulders. His tongue teases my sensitive folds, tasting me as if I’m the most coveted confection in the world.
I can’t help the gasps and grunts falling from my lips. My body is on fire for more, and every sensation draws me closer to the orgasm that’s been on hold since before dinner. I can’t get enough of him. “Landon. Oh. God. That’s so fucking good.”
He pushes my legs over his shoulders, pulls me to the edge of the counter, and sucks my clit.
I scream and ride his face. One hand gripping his hair, the other clutching the edge of the counter as if I might float away.
The sensation of his fingers pressing inside me, stretching me, is so perfect. I come in a torrent of screams and words. I don’t even know what I’m saying.
His gentle sucking pulls more and more pleasure from me. I’m bouncing against his face. When the sensitivity is just too much, I push back onto the vanity, lean my head on the wall of black terracotta subway tile, and close my eyes.
In the wet room, the water has stopped. I guess there’s a sensor to shut it off when the tub is full. The only sound is my breathing, and it’s loud. Pressing my hand between my legs, I shake with the last tremor of the best orgasm of my life.
“Are you alright, Grace?” He kisses my cheek, my lips, my chin. His hands trace the sensitive skin along my shoulders and arms.
My entire body is alive. Every inch, every molecule, needy for his touch. “I’m so good.”
He slides a hand under my knees and an arm around my back, then lifts me from the counter and carries me into the wet room.
I palm his cheek. “You’re really good at that.”
Grinning, he lowers me carefully into the deep tub. “I’m glad you think so.”
The water is perfectly warm and soothes all the wonderfully achy bits.
A minute later, Landon is stripped out of his shoes and jeans. He eases me forward and slips into the tub behind me. His legs cradle me, and his shaft nestles between us.
I lean back and close my eyes. “This may be the best moment of my entire life. Can we stay here forever?”
He takes a washcloth from the granite shelf next to the tub, wets it and soaps it. Slowly, he runs the cloth along my arms, my abdomen, and over my breasts. “That would be wonderful. Since it’s not practical, why don’t we relish it and make a lot more memories to add to this?”
It sounds so perfect and permanent. I arch into his hands washing me, and my desire returns, despite how thoroughly sated I was only moments ago. “Like wine on the porch?”
“Mmm. And a nude swim in the pool.” His hands replace the washcloth, and he cups my breast, pinches my nipple, and slips his finger along my clit.
It’s hard to come up with more wonderful moments when the one I’m in is so perfect. “I need you inside me, Landon.”
“I need to be inside you, Grace. I can’t get enough of you.”
CHAPTERSIX
LANDON
Everything Grace, all the time. That’s what I want. I know it. I think I’ve known it from the moment we met. I was just too stupid to stick with it before. Not going to happen again.
