from the moment you came into Serene Comfort. Even before you asked me out. I’ve kept my hands to myself for so long. Now, I want to know what I’ve been missing.”
Something inside Wade snapped. Hearing the ache, the desire, in her husky voice was too much. Hel , he wasn’t a damn saint. “You’re sore and bruised, sweetheart, and nothing on this earth could convince me to make that ache worse.” When she started to speak, to continue pleading her case most likely, he plowed on. “But I can give you a taste of what’s to come.”
Gracie had a sexy little smile on her lips, and her hair was like satin. The perfect red halo. It covered the pil ow and gave him a perfect view of her slender, delicate neck. He might wel have been a vampire in some other life because the need to taste her pulsing vein with his tongue and bite into her pale, ivory flesh there, marking her, was nearly overpowering.
Wade leaned closer and whispered, “Looking at you in this bed is turning me on right now, baby.”
“Good. That means we’re on the same page then.”
He chuckled at her matter-of-fact tone and reached out to stroke her cheek with the tip of his index finger. “Close your eyes for me,” he gently ordered.
She shook her head in denial. “I want to see you.”
“And you wil , but first, close your eyes.”
She obeyed, and Wade’s cock hardened. He wanted her total submission; nothing less would do. Not for him. He wanted to seduce her, to mesmerize her into doing as he wished. Her lashes began to flutter open, but he touched each lid with a kiss, effectively keeping them closed.
“Keep them that way until I say.”
She remained quiet, but her lids never lifted, thril ing the hel out of him by her sweet surrender. He caressed her hair with his fingers, stroking the silky tresses. “I love your hair, sweetheart. So soft and baby fine.”
Wade trailed his hand down the silky length to smooth one finger over her neck. He touched the pulse beating wildly in her throat, and it seemed to quicken right under his fingertip. Leaning in, he inhaled her feminine fragrance. “Your scent is making me nuts. Bet you didn’t know I’ve thought about you like this, did you, Gracie?” Her mouth fel open, tempting him. He covered it with his own, tasting both surprise and arousal. He kept it quick; otherwise he might not be able to stop until he had her under him, his dick firmly locked inside her tight pussy.
“At night, when the rest of the world is asleep, my thoughts drift to you. I imagine you lying under me, your soft body pressed against mine as I take you, fil you. I’ve had my fair share of hot, erotic dreams of you, sweetheart.” His voice grew raspier with the fever that ran through his veins.
A fever only she could cool. He knew that to be a fact, because he’d tried to date other women. None were Gracie. None had her backbone, her green eyes, her lush body.
He bent his lips to her pulse and licked the length of her protruding vein. “You want me, huh? You trust me with your body, baby?” Her jerky nod gave him exactly what he needed, her total acceptance.
“Mmm, so sweet. I want more of you too. So much more. I want to know al your hot little buttons. The ones that cause your blood to pound through your veins and have you quivering with need. I want you begging and wriggling beneath me . . . for me.”
He bent and tasted her succulent, ivory neck. It cal ed to something primitive in him, something even he didn’t recognize. He licked her soft skin and suckled, luxuriating in the little sounds coming from Gracie’s pouty little mouth. Soft whimpers that he wanted to turn into cries of satisfaction. When he bit her lightly, branding her, Gracie lifted her hand to the back of his head, holding him in place, as if loath to let the moment end. Wade lifted up, forcing her to drop her hand, and stared down at her pliant body. Damn, she looked good enough to eat. “You may open your eyes now, sweet
Something inside Wade snapped. Hearing the ache, the desire, in her husky voice was too much. Hel , he wasn’t a damn saint. “You’re sore and bruised, sweetheart, and nothing on this earth could convince me to make that ache worse.” When she started to speak, to continue pleading her case most likely, he plowed on. “But I can give you a taste of what’s to come.”
Gracie had a sexy little smile on her lips, and her hair was like satin. The perfect red halo. It covered the pil ow and gave him a perfect view of her slender, delicate neck. He might wel have been a vampire in some other life because the need to taste her pulsing vein with his tongue and bite into her pale, ivory flesh there, marking her, was nearly overpowering.
Wade leaned closer and whispered, “Looking at you in this bed is turning me on right now, baby.”
“Good. That means we’re on the same page then.”
He chuckled at her matter-of-fact tone and reached out to stroke her cheek with the tip of his index finger. “Close your eyes for me,” he gently ordered.
She shook her head in denial. “I want to see you.”
“And you wil , but first, close your eyes.”
She obeyed, and Wade’s cock hardened. He wanted her total submission; nothing less would do. Not for him. He wanted to seduce her, to mesmerize her into doing as he wished. Her lashes began to flutter open, but he touched each lid with a kiss, effectively keeping them closed.
“Keep them that way until I say.”
She remained quiet, but her lids never lifted, thril ing the hel out of him by her sweet surrender. He caressed her hair with his fingers, stroking the silky tresses. “I love your hair, sweetheart. So soft and baby fine.”
Wade trailed his hand down the silky length to smooth one finger over her neck. He touched the pulse beating wildly in her throat, and it seemed to quicken right under his fingertip. Leaning in, he inhaled her feminine fragrance. “Your scent is making me nuts. Bet you didn’t know I’ve thought about you like this, did you, Gracie?” Her mouth fel open, tempting him. He covered it with his own, tasting both surprise and arousal. He kept it quick; otherwise he might not be able to stop until he had her under him, his dick firmly locked inside her tight pussy.
“At night, when the rest of the world is asleep, my thoughts drift to you. I imagine you lying under me, your soft body pressed against mine as I take you, fil you. I’ve had my fair share of hot, erotic dreams of you, sweetheart.” His voice grew raspier with the fever that ran through his veins.
A fever only she could cool. He knew that to be a fact, because he’d tried to date other women. None were Gracie. None had her backbone, her green eyes, her lush body.
He bent his lips to her pulse and licked the length of her protruding vein. “You want me, huh? You trust me with your body, baby?” Her jerky nod gave him exactly what he needed, her total acceptance.
“Mmm, so sweet. I want more of you too. So much more. I want to know al your hot little buttons. The ones that cause your blood to pound through your veins and have you quivering with need. I want you begging and wriggling beneath me . . . for me.”
He bent and tasted her succulent, ivory neck. It cal ed to something primitive in him, something even he didn’t recognize. He licked her soft skin and suckled, luxuriating in the little sounds coming from Gracie’s pouty little mouth. Soft whimpers that he wanted to turn into cries of satisfaction. When he bit her lightly, branding her, Gracie lifted her hand to the back of his head, holding him in place, as if loath to let the moment end. Wade lifted up, forcing her to drop her hand, and stared down at her pliant body. Damn, she looked good enough to eat. “You may open your eyes now, sweet
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