Chapter8
Grady didn’t missthat Priya wasn’t looking him in the eye. He wasn’t going to ask her about that. If she wanted him to dig into her feelings, she’d show them more. Instead, he pulled her up his body and took her mouthwithhis.
She tasted like his come, and itgave him a filthy jolt deepinside.
“My turn,” he said after giving her enough of a kiss to show her how much heappreciatedthat.
Overhead, fat, lazy clouds drifted in big clumps, making the afternoon sun diffuse and warm instead ofharsh.
He put Priya on her back again and her eyelids drifted shut as she pushed her face up tothesky.
It took his breath away, howbeautiful she was. Every inch of her was delicate in bone structure and lush in sweet, soft flesh. He kissed her collarbone, then her breasts again, and lower, until he reached her shorts. “Can I take these off?” he asked, his voicehusky.
She nodded wordlessly, her eyesstillshut.
He exhaled a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding as he unbuttoned and unzipped. She liftedher hips and he tugged the shorts down her legs, baring her curves and the soft cotton panties he’d gotten his hand insideearlier.
This time, he wasn’t in the same rush to get her off. He just wanted to get her…up.Floaty.
He traced his fingers along the edges of her underwear, making her squirm as he enjoyed the flex of muscle on top of her legs, the softness of her inner thighs,and the warmth emanating from the center of her body. He cupped her cotton-covered pussy with his hand as he kissed the swell of her lower belly, his lips brushing against the faint wisps of dark hair trailing from below her belly button to the scooped elastic at the top of herpanties.
They’d both waited a year for this. That knowledge pulsed inside him. He kissed the top of her mound,then lower, breathing in the earthy, gorgeous scent of herarousal.
And when she curled up, lifting her hips in an eager plea for more, he tugged the cotton down her thighs, too, and pressed herlegswide.
“You’re so beautiful, Priya,” he said, his voice cracking as he kissed just above her clit. Then he slid his hands under her bottom, cupping her cheeks in his hands as he liftedherhips.
She might not remove her belly hair, but she waxed here. Her lips were soft and bare against his tongue. He tasted every inch, exactly as he promised, only delving deeper when she let her knees drift widerstill.
He’d take everything she had to offer, and nothing more. He couldn’t push her, and he didn’t want to. He wanted this. A soft blooming, a gentle permission.Lickme, kiss me, make me cry your name. Ah, hell, that was him being selfish again,wasn’tit?
His name on her lips was enough to make him hard all overagain.
This hadn’t beenhisplan.
He was starting to realize he wasn’t in control of any plan. He was—they both were—driven by chemistry and fantasy and enough history to make everythingcomplicated.
And hot. Their historydefinitely made thishotter.
He’d tasted her off his fingerslasttime.
Now he had her on his tongue, his face, and he couldn’t get enough. She was slick and sweet, tangy and addictive. He licked all the way up her cleft, big wide tastes that ended with a curl of his tongue around her clit. He tightened up and thrust into her, growling as the taste of her changed, too. Softer andsilkier as she swelled for him, her body priming for intercourse he wasn’t equipped todeliver.
He’d brought brownies, notcondoms.
That would have to wait, much to his cock’s disappointment. He wouldn’t make this mistake again. Clearly he had no willpower when it came to romancingPriya.
He thought of how she’d writhed under his touch earlier. He could give her that. Shiftingonto one arm, he sucked on her clit, fluttering his tongue against the bottom of it as he circled his fingertips through herwetness.
“Yes, Grady, yes… Fingers,please.”
He grinned and thrust into her. She was hot and tight as he pushed inside, and got tighter still as he pulled on her clit with hismouth.
Her fingers brushed over his hair and he bobbed his head. She got thehint and grabbed onto him, showing him exactly where she wanted hismouth.
When she came, it was a long, clutching orgasm that squeezed his fingers and flooded his hand. He rocked her through it, then gently licked herclean.
This time when he settled next to her, she didn’t hide her face from him. “Thank you,” shewhispered.
