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She heard his intake of breath. “I don't understand why you need to work up courage at all. I expect you in the living room in two minutes.”
With that, he turned and left. Well, she didn't like to be ordered around. She had no idea what he had planned, but if he thought he was going to start bossing her around, he had another thing coming. She didn't care how perfect he was!
She took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom and toward the bedroom door leading out to the hallway. She inhaled and walked down the hall. It was a little cold without any clothes on, and her skin was still damp. Reaching the living room, she sighed when she saw the fire in the fireplace. It seemed to be calling to her as her skin instantly warmed, and the aroma of burning wood, reminding her of campfires, and lazy days. Gray joined her, a small smile on his face.
“I’m proud of you. I wasn't sure you were going to be able to do it.”
Hmm.
“I wasn't sure I would be able to either, but you sort of pissed me off by ordering me around back there. My emotions are all over the board right now, so I guess it didn’t take much.”
Gray chuckled. “That's why I did it. Now come over here and sit back on the sofa.”
He took her hand and led her to the sofa where he had a blanket laying out. She sat on the blanket, and he pulled her feet up and placed them on the sofa, then covered her up with the other end of the blanket. He tucked it into the sofa and sat on the edge of it facing her. He kissed her deeply and oh so well. She struggled to pull her hands from the blanket, but he stopped her by holding them in place. He continued to kiss her, and while doing so, pushed her slowly into the back of the sofa, so her head was resting on the back of the corner. As he nipped and licked her lips, she felt something soft and silky slowly slide over her eyes.
“Now, I want you to lay just like this, and I’ll be back in just a minute. No moving, do you understand me?”
She nodded her head.
“Say it, Sam.”
She sighed. “I understand.”
She felt him stand and heard him walk back into the kitchen. She could hear the music playing from the stereo—of course, her favorite, rock’n’roll—and silverware touching a plate and the lids being pulled from the pots and pans on the stove. Soon, she felt Gray sit down beside her on the edge of the sofa.
“Open your mouth, Sam.”
She did as she was told and he slid a fork in her mouth. “Mmm, that’s good.”
She heard Gray chuckle. “Glad you like it. I know you love Italian food, so I wanted to make you a special dinner. Parmesan chicken. Open up.”
He put another forkful of chicken in her mouth.
“Mmm, so good.”
Gray kissed her lightly on the lips.
“Do you need something to drink?”
“Yes, please.”
She heard him chuckle again. He even made a chuckle sound sexy. She felt a glass touch her lips and the liquid. Mmm, wine. Her hearing honed in and she could hear him taking bites in between hers, but she got the feeling he was also watching her very closely. It felt strange not being able to see his face and wonder what he was thinking. Sometimes she could tell by looking into his eyes, but without the visual, it was hard to tell. She felt the wineglass touch her lips again and she drank some more wine. Gray kissed her sometimes in between bites. She was never sure what was coming next—chicken, veggie, wine, or kiss. There was no particular order.
“Gray, I'm full. I can't take another bite. Thank you … it was very delicious. You’re a fantastic cook.”
She heard him set the plate down on the coffee table and his lips were on hers again. She moaned—he felt so good and tasted even better. He touched her face, her hair, and her neck. She felt the blanket lift and his hands were on her. He slid his mouth down her neck and to her breasts. He suckled on each one, making her nipples pucker and ache for more. He kissed his way down her stomach to the part of her body that eagerly waited for his mouth. She sighed as he lightly licked over and around her clit.
She moved her hands to his hair, but he grabbed her fingers again and held them together with one of his hands. She felt his head lift from her body.
“Keep your hands at your sides, Sam, or I’ll tie them.”
She scrunched her face and heard him chuckle.
“When you touch me, I lose control, and I want this to last. Tonight is about you.”
Oh, well, okay then. He released her hands but not before gently pushing them down to her sides. Then his tongue was back on her. One of his hands slowly parted her legs, and she felt his finger slowly enter her. Ohh, she moaned again. His wet soft lips sucked her clit while his finger worked its way slowly in and out of her. She felt the vibrations run through her when he moaned and inserted two fingers.
“God, Sam, you’re so wet for me. It drives me wild,” he mumbled against her.
