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“Nothing. I—” He stopped. “I don’t want to ruin this moment.”
“What’s going on?” She was worried now. What had happened to change things? “I’m on the pill if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“No. I have condoms—” He stopped again, then seemed to come to a decision. “Let’s let this weekend happen. You and me. No other complications.”
She knew what he meant. “One hundred percent.”
It was all he needed to hear. His leaned back down to kiss her, his hand working on her shorts again. This time he had them and her panties down and discarded. She hooked a finger on his shorts and did the same. Without hesitation, she reached for him, grasping on to his rock-hard length, biting her lip in satisfaction. She wanted to stroke him, but he pulled her hand away and shook his head.
“I’m not coming that way. I want to be inside you.”
She thought she would get relief from his tortuous touch, but instead, his fingers found her core, gently circling her clit. She thought she’d come right then, but she calmed herself. She wanted this to be slow, but when one finger, then two entered her, her body began to betray her. And when he hit her G-spot, she came undone. His mouth stifled her cries as he continued to pump in and out of her.
When she’d come down from her orgasm, he smiled at her, pure satisfaction written all over her face. He trailed his lips along her neck, then whispered in her ear, “This is just the beginning.”
She had no idea what that meant, nor did she care. He gently spread her legs and settled himself between them, and she nearly came again when she felt his tip at her entrance. Inch by inch, he slid into her slick passage until he was fully buried inside her. And slowly he began to move. She wanted him to go faster, grinding her hips into him, but he’d pull away from her each time as punishment.
“Please, harder,” she said breathlessly.
He pretended not to hear her, instead keeping the pace slow and steady until he couldn’t take it any longer. She felt the heat rising in both of them, and before she could fully catch her breath, he was thrusting into her harder and harder. Once again, he muffled her cries of ecstasy with his lips until he came too.
It took her a moment to get her bearings. She closed her eyes as a satisfied mewl escaped her. Still inside her, Grady kissed her gently on the forehead, then on the lips. The sweetest of kisses.
“I’ll go get cleaned up and bring a towel back for you.”
She nodded dreamily, and when he returned, he gently wiped her with the warm, wet towel. He tossed it into the laundry hamper in the closest, then crawled back into bed, pulling her in close to him. She rested her cheek on his shoulder, softly touching his pectorals with her fingertips. She wanted to say something, but words escaped her. And as he gently caressed her arm, she drifted off to sleep.
ChapterTwenty-Six
When she awoke later that morning, the bed was empty. The sun was shining into their room, and she took a moment to stretch and turn over. Memories of the night before came back in red-hot waves, and her body began to tingle. No man had ever done that before. Sure, she’d only been in any kind of relationship with two, total, but neither had made her come alive like Grady had. And the sex? Her body hummed at the thought of it.
She threw on some clothes and slipped across the hall into the bathroom. She could smell coffee drifting toward her, but it would have to wait. She could hardly present herself to Julia for breakfast knowing she’d had sex with her son the night before.
With her shower out of the way and her wet hair tied up in a messy bun, she changed into shorts and a T-shirt. She padded down the hall to find Julia at the kitchen table reading the newspaper, a cup of coffee and a plate of toast in front of her.
“Good morning,” she said.
Julia looked up and pulled off her reading glasses. “Morning, Reese. Can I get you some breakfast?”
“I can make myself some toast. Is Grady around?”
“He went for a run. He should be back soon. We didn’t want to wake you. But once he gets back, I can make some bacon and eggs. You’re probably exhausted from all that activity yesterday.”
Reese’s eyes opened wide. Had she heard them? “Uh, I guess so.”
“The hike, the swimming, the sun and heat. It adds up. How do you like your eggs?”
Relief swept through Reese. “I’m not picky. I’m happy any way you make them.”
Reese poured herself some coffee and went out onto the deck to enjoy the gorgeous morning. It was like she could smell the heat in the air. She sat on one of the loungers, watching the water ripple in the distance. Was there any picture more beautiful than this? She was certain there wasn’t.
She didn’t know how long she’d been out there when Grady came up the deck steps from the side of the cottage. He looked sweaty and out of breath and just the sight of him made every part of her hum. He gave her a boyish smile as he took a seat in the lounger next to her.
“I won’t get too close,” he said. “I’m sweaty and likely very smelly.”
“That’s quite all right,” Reese said with a small smile of her own.
“You good this morning?”
