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And then makes my heart skip, my stomach flip, as a deliberate flick of his thumbreleases the clasp, leaving me naked and already wrecked.
I almost want to hide from his eyes.
Almost.
Except I’ve wanted this man to want me since before I was old enough to have the dirty thoughts rampaging through my head.
It’s almost unbearable to have him look at me like he’s always wanted me just as much.
It hurts when I think of the last ten years, the two of us apart and still burning for each other.
Always in denial when I could have hadthisif I hadn’t run, if he hadn’t put a shark-infested moat between his heart and the entire world.
But I’m too caught up in the moment to dwell on the past.
I start to lay a hand across my chest—then Grant catches my wrist.
I flush as he pushes my arm down on the bed, pinning me lightly by the wrist. He holds me captive as he pushes one bra cup aside and then molds his hand over the curve of my breast, fully enveloping it in the heat of his large, masculine hand.
I’m so sensitive it almost hurts as his fingers sink into my flesh, making me feel my own softness in his strength.
I bite down on a husky noise spilling out of me, swinging my hips, gasping when I clench my thighs and grind him deeper into me.
Oh God,deeper.
He’s made me such a mess, the lightest touch tearing me apart.
This feeling of yearningemptinessinside that just wants him to touch me and fill me and bring our bodies together until we can’t tell ourselves apart.
But Grant seems intent on this slow, sweet torture.
Even as I twist under him, he burns me with little heat-shocks as his calloused thumb traces slow circles over the peak of my nipple, toying with it, sending waves of pleasure cascading through me.
I close my eyes in rapture and throw my head back with a needy cry.
I’m so not ready.
Completely unprepared for the moment when his hot mouth descends again, kissing me so lusciously deep.
When his body lowers on mine.
When his hips rock like mad, taunting me with the friction of what I need so bad, stealing my breath away.
He kneads my breast, teases and pinches and thumbs my nipple.
Always with this perfect rhythm until I can’t help moving against him.
I barely notice when his hands go lower, flicking my jeans open, dragging the zipper down and flinging them aside.
My belly sucks in, clenching as he skims his fingers over the waistband of my panties.
I whimper against his mouth.
But that only makes him slide deeper, his lips dominating mine, nearly fucking my mouth with slow, lazy strokes.
Heaven help me.
I’m hyper-tuned to the lightest touch, shivering with howclosehe is to the heat pooling between my thighs as his fingers search the scalloped line of lace clinging to my hips.
