Chapter 17
This was what Alex had been missing. The raw need, the passion. Grant hooked his arms under her knees and picked her up, carrying her down the hall and kicking open his bedroom door. Alex’s breath came with difficulty from being so turned on. Grant’s strength stirred something inside her. It didn’t hurt that he looked down at her as though she was something to devour. She shivered, smiling up at him and tracing her fingers over his jaw. Her pussy pulsed in anticipation as he walked over to the bed and set her down with extreme gentleness.
“Grant.”
She reached for him, pulling his neck until he met her for a kiss in the middle of the bed. He molded his hands to her breasts as he kissed her, shifting so that they were both on their knees. She whimpered and held on tighter when he pinched her nipples. He broke away from her lips to kiss her cheek, his breathing sending tingles down her spine when he moved to her ear.
“God,” she bit off on a choked sound when he pinched both nipples and sucked on the spot just behind her ear. Always on the edge with him, she felt that pulse inside her deepen.
“Fucking hot, Alex,” he mumbled.
She found his waistband and worked at the button in the darkened room. She needed him so bad after the time they’d spent apart. It had been so many weeks and she couldn’t wait any longer. She drew the zipper down and plunged her hands inside, finding him hot and hard. She stroked and fondled while his breathing wavered and his hands steadied on her shoulders. He grunted and let out a curse when she ran her thumb over the leaking head.
“Alex, I need you to get out of these clothes. I’m dying to be inside you.”
She let him go so she could work on undressing. Grant stood and pulled off his boots and his clothes, tossing everything in the corner. Alex was still in her panties when he finished undressing and joined her.
“Let me,” he said in a voice gone husky.
She lay back and watched as Grant kneeled between her legs. His cock was straining in her direction, and she wanted to put it in her mouth. She forgot all about that as Grant’s breath hit her panties.
“Fuck,” she squeaked.
He peeled them slowly off, torturing her with his snail’s pace. When he flung them in the floor, he returned his attention to her body. He settled his hands on her thighs and started with a long, slow lick up the length of her pussy. Her body reacted; her hips surged up to his face, her legs shifted restlessly, and she stuttered out a moan. He didn’t stop there, flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue and then switching back to licking. She was moving so much he had to hold her down, and she nearly burst when he sucked on her. It only took one more touch to her clit to have her grabbing his hair and holding him to her as she screamed incoherently.
Grant moved up and knelt between her legs. She was still reeling from her orgasm when he yanked her ass down to meet him and slid inside her. She gasped, small tremors still running through her. She found her ass in the air and her feet on his shoulders as he plunged into her repeatedly. She had to brace her hands over her head when he began to drive her further up the mattress and into the headboard. He kept up his pace, and she couldn’t remember a time that he was ever hotter. She began to push against him, slamming their bodies together as she cried out and he grunted. He bruised her hips with his death grip when he came.
“Oh, my God.” She took a breath and let her arms drop to the mattress. She was limp.
He kneaded her ass a couple of times before he released her so he could fall to the bed beside her. “Yeah.”
When they’d both cleaned up, they climbed back in the bed together. Alex rested her head on Grant’s shoulder and looked up at the ceiling.
“I like Reagan,” she began.
“Good. She’s grown up to be an amazing woman.”
“We should go to their place for Christmas. Even if you only get two days, they’re not too far away. It would be worth it.” She ran her hand over his chest, feeling the ridges of his muscles.
“You’re right. I want to see if I can get more time, but I do want to go back to College Park. You should see how she is when she’s comfortable in her own skin. “
“I can imagine. She tried to include me in the conversation whenever there was a lull. I didn’t know what to do or say because I wanted to impress her. I got so in my head that I kind of panicked.”
“You did fine,” he said. “I couldn’t tell you were panicking. They’re very nonjudgmental.”
“And yet you really don’t like Hudson.”
He sighed and shifted, wrapping his arm around her. “It’s not his personality I don’t like; he seems fine. It’s their age difference and the fact he was her professor. They swear they weren’t together while he was teaching her, but from a few things they’ve said, I don’t believe that. I don’t know what he was thinking.”
“He must really love her if he was willing to risk his career for her.”
He groaned. “You’re not supposed to make a good point when it comes to him,” he said wryly.
“Too bad. I’m logical.” She laughed.
“Well, I think it’s a bit disgusting. Bad enough that I think of her as my daughter half the time, and then I have to picture her being a grown woman doing grown woman things, but to add to that the idea that she seduced an older man and almost got him in trouble? It’s too weird.”
“He makes her happy, babe.”
