Chapter Seven
Jennifer waited a fullminute for him to talk before she sighed, stood, picked up their plates,
and carried them into the kitchen.She washed them and placed them in the drainer at the side of the sink.
Jennifer was physically aware of him before he said anything, then gasped at the feel of a large, hot male body pressed against her back.She gripped the edge of the counter.
Grant pushed her hair to the side, bent, and placed little bites from her neck to her shoulder.
“I’m sorry.I’ll do better.”His arm came around her waist when her legs started shaking uncontrollably.“I’ve got you,” he whispered in her ear.His hot breath and the male need in his voice pushed her senses higher.
“Oh, God.”A low groan slipped free, and her eyes closed as she leaned back against him, letting him take her weight.“I don’t ...I don’t ...mmm ...I don’t think this is a good idea.”She panted as her heart thumped violently in her chest.
He swept his tongue up her neck to bite down on her earlobe and pulled another desperate groan from her.
“Oh, I think it’s a great idea.”His huge hand opened over her stomach, its size almost covering it.He lightly rubbed in circles, slowly getting closer to her breasts and lower abdomen.His other hand came around her waist to encircle her breast.
Jennifer whimpered, then groaned harshly and arched into his hand, pressing harder against his palm.One of her hands still gripped the counter, but the other gripped his wrist over her stomach.A low wail left her when he put pressure on her nipple and slowly tightened it.A band of need tightened painfully in her belly and spread through her limbs, robbing her of breath.
Is it possible to orgasm with just his hand on my breast?Jennifer thought to herself.
“Yes, baby.”A jagged edge of need raced through him.He gritted his teeth and knew it would be a while before she could relieve his ache.A chuckle slipped out when she gasped.“If the woman is sensitive enough,” he whispered.
Her eyes flew open.Oh, sweet God.I did not just say that out loud in front of him.Her face burned with embarrassment, but she was quickly pulled back into the vortex of sensations he flooded her with, taking every thought in her head.
He pushed her desire higher, tightening his grip on her nipple.His other hand spread, engulfing her midsection and pressing in.His mouth sucked on and bit the sensitive area where her shoulder met her neck.
A massive flood of desire drowned any other thoughts she might have had, and then she seemed to splinter apart.A kaleidoscope of color rushed in front of her eyes.
Grant gritted his teeth and fought against the need to strip her, lay her on the nearest flat surface, dive into her, and make her his.Instead, he continued his assault on her senses until she calmed.He took deep breaths to still his raging need.He knew his dick would be hard for a while, but there was nothing he could do about it until he got home.
Several moments later, her awareness slowly returned as she panted for breath.Jennifer’s heart hammered in her chest, and her breath snagged as she tried to calm herself.Her eyes burned as she came down from the climax, unlike anything she’d ever felt, and her grip on his arm loosened.A tear slipped down her cheek.
Jennifer realized what had just happened.Oh my God, what have I done?she wailed in her head.
“I’m sorry.”She sniffled, humiliated.
Grant scowled and turned her around with his hands on her waist.
“Why the hell are you sorry?”
Jennifer cringed back from him.Mortified.“I don’t know.”She looked down at her clasped hands.
“Sweetheart, look at me.”There was a slight pause.“Jennifer,” he said with more force.
Jennifer’s head snapped up at his tone of voice.Grant tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her against his arousal before he tipped her chin up.
“Don’t apologize for being passionate.It’s beautiful, and I can’t wait to make you come again and again.”
