CHAPTER 3
Grady
Her soft lips are under mine and she gasps, opening her mouth. The minty taste of her breath washes over my tongue and I wrap my arms around her tighter, pulling her in to me and drowning in the sweet taste of her, the feel of her in my arms, soft and plush and perfect.
The heady sweet scent of her, like peppermint candy wraps around me and that’s my new favorite thing in the world. That and every damn thing about her.
“Hell, angel baby,” I growl and my hands come up to sink into her long black tresses, tangling in the silk and tugging her head just where I need her. I drag my mouth down, tasting the soft skin of her jaw and the curve of her throat as my mouth slides lower.
She moans and I growl like a wild dog. Dragging my mouth away from her skin, I groan when she opens her pansy eyes, darkened to wild purple and shot through with sparks of gold and deep blue. “Fuck, you’re beautiful, angel baby.”
Her hazy gaze locks on me, confused. But I see the desire and lust in her heated looks. See the flush of pink on the curve of her cheekbones, see the bruised red of her perfect rosebud mouth.
She wants me. Joy roars through me. This is what I’ve wanted forever. My Fee. My lovely angel in my arms, as hungry for me as I’ve been for her.
“You should tell me to stop,”I groan softly, harshly. But my hands come down to run down her body. My fingers find the placket of her uniform top and before I can stop myself, I’m deftly unbuttoning them while she stares at me. “You’re not telling me to stop,” I growl.
“Don’t stop,” she whimpers and then her blouse falls open and my eyes lock on the delectable curve of her full breasts, pale and perfect in a deep purple bra that I swear to god matches the color of her glorious eyes.
“Holy shit,” I whisper, my hands coming up to gently trace the valley between her full breasts. Her head falls back, her thick, black tresses trailing down her back in a waterfall of raven silk.
I drop to my knees and she moans. “What are you doing, sheriff?”
“Grady. My name is Grady. Or sir if you can’t remember it when I’m fucking you and you scream for me.”
She gasps as my lips lock onto the soft peaks barely-hidden under the sheer fabric of her push-up bra. Her slim fingers tangle in my hair and she tugs a little bit. The sting zings straight to my belly and my cock goes so fucking hard, so fucking fast that my vision blurs. Desire coils its tendrils around me and I fight to stay in this moment instead of throwing her gorgeous ass down on that couch and fucking her into screams of ecstasy.
But she deserves more. She’s saved herself for me. For this first time and she deserves time and patience. And I’m going to fucking give it to her even if it kills me.
With shaking hands, I pull down her blouse, slipping it off her shoulders and down until she’s standing in front of me in a simple jean skirt that barely covers her thighs.
I’ve always hated Fred’s preferred uniform for the diner but right now? I cannot look away.
With a soft sigh, she closes her eyes and my hands drift down her body, finding the zipper on her backside and tugging at it until I can start wiggling it down her lush hips. Each inch of soft, fragile, pale skin that’s revealed makes my mouth water and my cock harden until it’s throbbing in time with my heart.
With a muffled “lift your foot, angel baby,” I help her out of the skirt and drink in my fill of her standing in front of me in just a bra and panties. Simple, sheer purple that doesn’t hide the soft, dark curls of her pussy and the pale circle of her nipples.
“You’re a fucking goddess, Fee.Mygoddess,” I growl.
Her pansy eyes open and her trembling fingers run through my hair. She smiles faintly, soft and gentle. “I’m not.”
“Angel baby, there’s something you need to know about me. I will let you do anything you want when we’re in public. But when we’re alone…I’m in charge.”
She draws in a startled breath and I see the heat coiling in her shimmering eyes.
“I think you like that, don’t you? You want me to tell you what to do in the bedroom. You need someone to help you, control you, let you let go and just enjoy what happens between us.”
Her dark head slowly nods and satisfaction coils in my belly. “You’re perfect for me, aren’t you, angel baby? You’re mine. Forever.”
She sighs and her eyes close and I lean forward and cup those beautiful mounds, my teeth raking the soft silk covering her, hiding her from my gaze. With a roar, I rip it down her arms and the delicate fabric shreds into ribbons.
Fee gasps and her eyes sparkle wildly. “What did you do, sir?”
Lust ripples under my skin. “Fuck, I love hearing you say that.” My hands rip at the innocent panties hiding her secrets. It rips as well and Fee growls.
But I don’t stop. I pull her hips into me, my hands pushing her thighs apart, my whole body trembling. Need and desire rage inside me and I can’t stop pulling her to me. My mouth finds her heated core and she gasps. My tongue glides along her slick passage, pushing inside, tunneling inside her sweet heat and devouring her honey.
She trembles in my arms and moans, her hands coming to my shoulders, her nails digging in, scoring me, branding me for the rest of my life.
