I’m surprised by the hug, but my body reacts instinctively to having hers against it.
My arms go around her, and I pull her in fully, her body against mine. I love the feel of her in my arms. Her softness against my hardness. And I know she can feel my hardness, especially that behind my fly. My cock hardens almost instantly with her breasts pressed to my chest, her pelvis settled against mine, and her scent drifting up to my nose.
I drop my nose to her ear. “You really saved me, Caroline. Thank you so much for being here for me and Evelyn. ”
“It was my pleasure,” she says softly against my shirt front.
We stand there, holding each other for another few seconds, then she pulls back. But I don’t let her go. She looks up at me. I study her gorgeous eyes, her nearly flawless skin, the copper, red, and gold strands in her hair, and finally the sweet shape of her mouth.
This is going to complicate everything. But…
“Fuck it,” I mutter.
Then I kiss her.
The kiss turns hot and deep quickly.
Caroline moans and I quickly sweep my tongue into her mouth. I thread my fingers into her hair, holding her head and tipping it back. I turn her and press her into the wall, letting her feel exactly how hard my cock is, how much I want her, how good we make each other feel.
I hear the flowers drop to the floor, then feel her fingers sink into my hair, her fingernails scraping over my scalp.
That heats my blood and makes me growl. I slide one hand down her side, over the curve of her breast, then under her shirt and up to cup that sweet mound in my palm. I rub my thumb over her nipple and she whimpers into my mouth.
Her hands coast down my back and then start untucking my shirt from my waistband. She undoes my belt buckle, then her greedy, hot hands are under my shirt and against bare skin.
“Fuck, Caroline,” I say against her jaw as I drag my mouth to her neck. “You feel so fucking good.”
I dip my hand inside the cup of her bra, plucking and rolling her nipple, then palm her ass with my other hand. That tight, perfect ass I’ve been dreaming about biting, spanking, and gripping as I fuck her from behind.
My whole body feels like it’s on fire. I lift her and she wraps her legs around my waist. I press her more firmly into the wall, rocking my cock against the sweet, soft spot between her thighs where Ineedto be.
She moans, then gasps, “Oh, God, Grayson,” as she grips my shoulders tightly.
“I’ve wanted you from the very first day. I’ve fucked my hand so many times thinking of you.”
She shivers and moans again. “God, I’ve thought of that moment more than I should have.”
“While getting yourself off?” I lick down her neck, then bite gently.
“Yes.”
“Does this sweet pussy need my cock, Caroline? Should we replay that scene but have it end the way we’ve both been imagining?”
“Yes. But…”
Something in her tone makes me pause in kissing my way back to her mouth. That hot fucking mouth I want around my cock more than I want my next breath.
“But?” I ask, pulling back to look into her eyes.
“That’s…complicated.”
I shake my head. Most of my blood is south of my belt, so I’m not totally clear-headed here, but I do remember that it’s not complicated now. “Not anymore. You’re not my nanny anymore.”
“No. Right. Not because of that. But…” She bites her bottom lip.
I stare at it. I want to bite that bottom lip. I want to slide my cock past that bottom lip.
“I’m kind-of involved with Cas and James. I mean…we’re sleeping together. And I guess we didn’t talk about sleeping with other people. I mean, obviouslytheyare. With each other. And this isn’t a long-term or a serious thing. But I guess we didn’t talk about anyone else while I’m here and it feels like I should at least tell them if I’m going to be doing this with someone else too.”
