“I’d settle between your legs and-”
“I’m afraid that’s just not going to work for me,” Kristen said with a heartfelt sigh and a sad shake of her head that had him going still.
“Which part?” Garrett asked as he ran the towel over her body.
“All of it,” Kristen said with a pitying look as she pulled the towel from his hands and dropped it on the floor before she grabbed a fresh towel off the counter and began running it over his body.
“Why’s that?” Garrett asked, only to groan when the move teased his cock.
“You’re overthinking this,” Kristen said, keeping her gaze locked with his as she dropped the towel on the floor and-
“You still want me to carry you, don’t you?” he asked, unable to help but smile as she gestured for him to get on with it.
“That really went without saying,” Kristen said with a pitying look as he moved to sweep her off her feet when something occurred to him, something that had him rethinking this plan.
CHAPTER 33
“Wait. What are you doing?” Kristen demanded, trying not to panic when she suddenly found herself thrown over his shoulder.
“Do you know how many times I’ve thought about this moment?” Garrett asked, wrapping one arm around her legs, ensuring that she didn’t fall off while he reached up with his other hand and-
Oh, God...
“How many?” Kristen somehow managed to get out when he kneaded one cheek and then the other while she hung there, struggling not to moan.
“Christ. I lost count years ago,” Garrett said as she felt him turn his head and press his lips against her hip.
“That really doesn’t explain why I’m currently hanging over your shoulder,” Kristen pointed out as he took his time massaging her bottom, alternating between kneading it and gently caressing it as he carried her back into the bedroom.
“Doesn’t it?” Garrett asked as she felt his hand moving lower and-
“Oh, God...” Kristen moaned when she felt his finger sliding teasing her lips.
When she felt his finger push past her lips, Kristen closed her eyes and moaned while he took his time, slowly pushing his finger inside her only to pull it back and do it again. It felt so good, she thought when the next moan had her grabbing onto his hips and holding on.
While she hung there, Garrett took his time driving her crazy, every slow thrust of his finger left her desperate to push back, needing to move, but the position kept her from doing anything more than moaning against his back. It felt so good, Kristen thought, moaning his name one minute only to grumble the next when he pulled his finger free and she suddenly found herself being placed in the middle of her bed.
She watched as Garrett, who looked really freaking determined for some reason, climbed onto the bed with the large and incredibly thick appendage standing between his legs, leading the way. With a satisfied sigh, he grabbed what appeared to be an extra-firm pillow and-
“You were right,” Garrett said conversationally as he reached down and hooked one arm beneath her knees and picked her up off the bed so that he could place the pillow beneath her hips.
“About what?” Kristen asked as she watched him settle between her legs.
“I was overthinking it,” Garrett said as he leaned down and had her breath catching in her throat with the first swipe of his tongue. The second had her spreading her legs further apart to make it easier for him and the third...
God, the third had her moaning as the move caused his tongue to slide over her clit. He took his time, alternating between pressing kisses against her slit and licking her, leaving her lying there, moaning softly as she ran her fingers through his hair. He definitely knew what she liked, Kristen thought as he flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit before taking it between his lips and gently suckled.
“That feels so good,” Kristen moaned only to softly groan when he ran his tongue over her clit, teasing it before he pressed one last kiss against her slit and sat up. She watched as he wrapped his hand around his cock and slowly stroked it as he moved closer, the move leaving her with no choice but to rest her legs over his.
“What do you want, Kristen?” Garrett asked, shifting so that the next time he stroked his cock, the tip teased her slit.
“I thought we agreed that you should really know this,” she said with a heartfelt sigh that turned into a strangled whimper when he traced her lips with the tip of his cock.
“We did,” Garrett murmured absently as he took his time sliding the tip between her lips and making it really difficult to focus.
“Then, you may continue,” Kristen said, licking her lips as she gestured for him to keep going.
“That’s very generous of you,” Garrett said, running the tip between her lips one last time before he released his cock and-
