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It wasn’t until he entered the bedroom, flipped on the bedside lamp and sat on the end of the bed that her words registered. “I don’t doubt it for a second,” he murmured as he tasted her lips with his tongue. He coaxed her to open for him. When she surrendered, he delved inside, addicted to her sweetness. The flavor of her…there wasn’t another woman on earth who tasted as sinfully sweet as Grace.
With her straddling him, Jackson’s cock was so hard he was afraid he’d end up with an imprint of his damned zipper, but he was loath to let her up long enough to undress. She dipped her head and licked his neck, teasing and nibbling at his overheated skin. Her lower body gyrated against his. Jesus, the woman was hot. Sexy and hot and all his. He lifted away from her and grasped her waist, standing her in front of him. Grace’s cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen. Several locks of hair had come loose from her twist. She looked ready to fuck. “You make me crazy, baby. But why the change of heart? Why now?”
“I decided I didn’t want to deny myself anymore. I’ve wanted you for so long, Jackson. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not, but I don’t feel like questioning it tonight. I just want you to touch me.”
“I’m going to do more than touch you, baby. A hell of a lot more.” He smoothed his palms up her sides until he reached her breasts. He cupped them through the black silk of her dress. He let his thumbs tease the hard tips, and Grace swayed. He pulled his hands away and ordered, “Undress.”
Grace didn’t speak, though her expression conveyed all he needed to know. She was nervous. Excited, but still a little afraid of his sexual appetites. “Don’t think so hard, baby.”
“I’m not.” They both knew she was lying, but he let it go and waited. She took a deep breath and moved her fingers to a hidden zipper along her right side. As she worked the straps off her shoulders, the dress fell free, landing in a black pool at her feet. His gaze went straight to her pussy. No panties. Oh, hell. His hand lifted, cupping her neatly trimmed mound. “Mmm, I missed this little pussy. I’m going to fuck it so hard.”
“Jackson.” His name came out as a pleading whisper, and it was music to his ears.
He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss to her clit. “My dick is going to feel so good sliding inside of you.” He reached behind her and unhooked her bra, his attention rapt as her breasts were bared for him. He leaned forward, unable to help himself, and tasted one turgid peak. Grace shuddered and tunneled her fingers in his hair. He swirled his tongue around the puffy areola before sucking as much as he could into his mouth.
“Yes, just like that,” she breathed out. “Oh, God, that feels so good.”
He pulled back and stared at her. “Take your hair down, Gracie,” he commanded as he rose to his feet. He started unbuttoning and unzipping his slacks as Grace lifted her fingers to her hair. She pulled several pins free, letting them fall where they may. She shook the shiny strands out and finger combed them. In the dimly lit room, her hands now clasped together in front of her, Jackson thought she looked like a sweet angel. An innocent, untouchable being that he had no business breathing near, much less fucking. And if anyone would’ve attempted to keep him from her in that instant, he would’ve fought to the death to get to her. It didn’t much matter that he was too old for her, too hard and too experienced. She was his, and he’d willingly shed blood to keep her.
Naked finally, he closed the few inches between them and cupped her cheek, her desire and trust clearly visible in her expression. His gut clenched. “I’ve wanted you here like this for so long. I have a lot of ideas. Dirty ideas. Things you’ve never considered doing, probably, but I won’t hurt you. I’d never hurt you, Gracie.”
She slid a hand between their bodies and wrapped it around his cock. “I may not be as experienced as you, but I’m not a little girl. I want to be here. It’s my choice to be here with you.”
The grasp she had on his dick seemed to prove her point rather well. “Have you ever played with bondage?”
She arched a brow. “You want to tie me to the bed?”
“Not quite, no.” He stepped away from her, forcing her to release her hold on him. He’d been too damn close to coming. He went to his suitcase and pulled out a length of rope, holding it out for her to see. “I want to bind your breasts. Have you ever had a man bind you, baby?”
Grace’s eyes widened. “You want to do what?”
He chuckled. “Don’t look so scandalized. It doesn’t hurt, I promise. You do trust me, don’t you?”
She bit her lip and covered her breasts with her palms, as if to protect them from his evilness. “I-I trust you.”
“Prove it,” he growled. “Come here.”
Grace padded softly toward him, a frown crea
sing her brow. “I’m not into pain, so if you hurt me I’ll make you pay for it later.”
He tugged her hands away, then let his gaze take in the sight of her. Her nipples were pebble hard, her lips swollen from his kisses. “Pleasure, my pet, only pleasure.”
“There you go with the pet thing again.”
He leaned down and kissed the spot behind her ear, enjoying the little shudders his touch evoked. “You don’t want to be my pretty little pet, Gracie?” He licked the shell of her ear and nipped at the delicate lobe. “Are you so sure of that?”
“Please, Jackson, you’re making me crazy with this slow loving. I need you inside of me. Now, or I’ll take matters into my own hands.”
He lifted his head and smiled down at her. “First I’m going to bind you, pet, then I’m going to fuck you. After we’ve recovered, I’m going to show you something else I’ve been dying to do to you since the first time we met. Any objections?”
“Just one.”
Shit, he hadn’t expected that. “What?”
“Quit talking and fuck me,” she ordered.
The woman definitely had a way with words. He grinned. “Yes, ma’am.”
