As he worked,Gracie felt herself drift into a gentle haze, the kind that made her feel both light and heavy at once. Each careful stroke grounded her more firmly in the moment, in the quiet between them. She opened her eyes to watch him, the furrow of his brow and the focus in his gaze stirring something tender in her chest. She had not known such simple care could feel so intimate.
Then a pulsingsensation throbbed low in her belly. She had never felt anything like it before.
“Oh, Jaxon, something is happening,”her chest heaved up and down.
“Aye, let it happen, lass,”he said.
In that momentGracie felt a jolt move through her. Her whole body shuddered with an explosion of delicious release.
“Oh, oh… I…”she moaned but her sentence was not complete.
When he finally eased hishands away, she protested with a soft sound before she could stop herself.
He smiledand brushed his knuckles along her knee, a lingering reassurance.
“There now I’dsay ye’re near floating.”
She laughed softly,blissful and loose-limbed, and reached for him without thinking.
“Ye cannae bethe only one to give,” she said, sitting up. “Lie down, Jaxon, and let me return the kindness, but ye must show me.”
He hesitated,surprised, then relented with a grin that spoke of shared mischief.
“If ye insist, me lady,”he replied, settling onto the bed.
She began placingsoft kisses down his arms, her hands sliding along the firm lines there with a careful curiosity. His skin was warm beneath her palms, and she felt the strength held just beneath the surface. He drew a slow breath, the sound a quiet confession of how much he felt it.
“That’s it,”he murmured, “daenae be shy.”
Encouraged,she placed soft kisses and sliding her tongue along his forearms and up to his shoulders, marveling at the breadth of him. Each place she touched seemed to draw him closer, his body easing under her hands. She felt powerful in a way she had not before, able to soothe and steady him.
“Ye carry morethan ye let on,” she said softly.
He answered with a low laugh,tinged with heat. “And ye see more than most,” he said, turning his head to meet her gaze. Thelook they shared made her breath hitch, a spark passing between them.
Her hands lingered,lower now, toward his belly. She moved lower and lower.
“Gracie,”he said, her name a careful warning and an invitation all at once.
She shifted lowerand wrapped her hand around his hard member. He groaned softly, the sound sending a thrill through her.
“Just like before?”she asked.
“Aye,”he said as he placed his hand over hers and moved it up and down his shaft.
Candlelight tracedthe lines of him as she moved, and she felt his trust in every unguarded breath.
“Ye’ve magic in yer hands,”he said, voice rough.
“Only for ye,”she replied, emboldened by the way he stilled beneath her.
A few moments later,his hand reached back to clasp hers, stopping her.
“I will nae beable to hold on much longer if ye continue.”
With those wordshe grabbed her and placed her on the bed. He climbed on top of her.
Gracie suckedin a sharp breath with wide eyes. He placed the tip of his shaft against her opening.
