“Perfect,” he rasped, sounding awed. “So fucking perfect.”
CHAPTER 15
Ihadn’t even taken my pants off and this was already the best sexual experience of my life.
Gracie Knight was half naked and whimpering in my lap, her body still shuddering with the aftershocks of her climax. I was pretty sure if I lived to be a hundred, I would never forget the feel of her wet, tight heat clenching around my fingers when she came all over my hand.
Shit. My dirty teenage boy brain had come up with a million filthy fantasies about her, but the reality of it had blown them all away. The soft, desperate sounds she made deep in her throat. The way she clutched at my shoulders when she got close, her fingers reflexively tightening over and over again. The little gasp she’d made when she finally came, like she was surprised by the force of it.
Hottest thing ever.
“Wow,” she muttered against my chest, where she had slumped weakly sometime after her orgasm hit.
I brushed some hair away from her forehead, my chest warming with pride at the almost disbelieving tone in that single word. It had been amazing for her, too.
“Wow is right,” I told her, kissing the top of her head. “That was…”
I trailed off, at a loss for words.
“Wow?” she offered, and we both chuckled. Somehow, that made it even better. Because Gracie and I could still laugh together, could still feel that same old comfort with each other. For a long time, I had desperately wanted our relationship to become something more, but I also never wanted us to lose the friendship that had meant the world to me in those days.
I squeezed her a little tighter, holding back my groan at the feel of her soft breasts pressed against my chest, her nipples still hard with arousal. My body might still be raring to go, but I wasn’t going to push her to do anything. I knew it had taken a lot of trust for her to let things get this far and if she needed time to take in what had happened, that was more than fine with me.
Even if my aching dick was still hard enough to hammer nails.
Then Gracie looked up at me, her eyes glinting with heat, and my breath caught. That wicked expression on her sweet, beautiful face sure didn’t look like someone who needed time. And when she pressed her lips against mine, there was no holding back the groan that demanded release.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” she whispered against my mouth.
“I know.” I swallowed hard, trying to keep a hold of my desire. I wanted to press her back into the couch cushions and feel her sweet, curvy little body writhe under me. “Then again, it kind of feels inevitable.”
She pulled back enough to look into my eyes. “Inevitable?”
I nodded. “Me and you. That pull has always been there.” A stab of uncertainty hit me. “For me, at least.”
She smiled softly. “For me, too. I just never thought…” she trailed off, shaking her head.
“Never thought what?”
Her smile turned sheepish. “That I would have the guts to do anything about it.”
I chuckled, kissing her forehead. “Are you kidding me, Gracie? You’ve always been one of the bravest people I know.”
She made a choking sound. “Me?”
“Yes, you. I know your childhood wasn’t exactly easy, but look at how you handled it. No matter what shit the world ever threw your way, you still stayed the same driven, kind, passionate girl.”
I swallowed back the emotion threatening to block my throat. Did she have any idea how much I looked up to her? How much I always had?
“You always did the things you set out to do. Your college scholarship. Your career. The life you’ve built here in Austin.” I shook my head. “I don’t think you realize how rare that is, sweetheart.”
I finally gave into the pull to meet her gaze, nervous she’d be able to see just how far gone I was for her if she looked into my eyes. Instead, the expression I saw reflected in her face took my breath away. There was so much emotion in her eyes and I couldn’t even begin to make sense of it all. The only thing I knew was that I needed to kiss her.
I had barely pressed my lips against hers when she pulled out of my arms and got to her feet. She stood in front of me and I was momentarily struck dumb at the sight of her. Dressed only in her now-rumpled skirt, hair messy from my fingers, red waves coming lose from where they’d been gathered on top of her head. Her gorgeous tits were bare for me, sending a pulse of desire straight to my dick.
“What are you doing?” I asked, looking up at her.
“Being as brave as you seem to think I am.” She held out her hand to me and I took it automatically. Then she pulledme to my feet and turned to the staircase, never dropping my hand. I didn’t need to ask her where she was taking me. First of all, I would follow Gracie Knight anywhere, no questions asked. Secondly, I was pretty sure I already knew. It had been right there in her eyes when she looked down at me.
