For You (Coming Home To The Grove 5) - Page 17

Plus I have every right to kiss her. She knows I’m looking into David now; it doesn’t matter that I was already looking into him.

I push open the door, and she lifts her head from the pillow, rubbing her eyes. “Oh my gosh, Bart, that was the best sleep I’ve had in forever.”

I lean against the open door and take her in. The covers are tangled around her legs. Her shirt raised while she was sleeping, and I can see a little of her bare skin at her waist. The need to dive onto the bed and press my lips to her is almost too hard to resist.

“I’m glad you slept well. You even slept through me putting the alarm on the window.”

She looks at the window and then back at me before starting to get up. “Oh my gosh, I didn’t even think. I need to pay them.”

“I took care of it.”

She starts to argue, but I hold my hands up. “It’s okay. I wanted to. If you’re uncomfortable with it, you can pay me back. But I was fine doing it. I wouldn’t have slept tonight if there wasn’t something in place.”

“Thank you, Bart. We’ll figure it out. Uh, so should I get up or are you coming over here?” Her eyes are wide and innocent, her face flushed.

Yeah, there’s no fuckin’ way I could resist her. Right or wrong, I’m going to have her.

I walk to the edge of the bed and pull my shirt over my head on the way. I sit down next to her and kiss her again. Tentative kisses turn into something more.

She arches against me, and I can’t keep my hands to myself.

I tug at her shirt and pull it over her head. She’s not shy; her gaze is trained on me, and I know she’s wondering if I like what I see.

But how could I not? She’s beautiful and perfect. My hands mold to her breasts. The silky material of her bra is thin, and her nipples peak under my touch. I reach behind her and unsnap her bra, pulling it off her shoulders until she’s bare. I stop breathing for just a second. Her chest rises and falls with every breath she takes, and I know I need to do something, but I’m so overcome right now that I reach for her with shaking hands. I lightly run the tip of my finger across her nipple, and her whole body jerks at my touch. The smile that forms on my face is instant, knowing how she reacts to me. She pushes me forward, and I lean in, taking her nipple into my mouth. Her hands go to my hair, and she holds me against her. As if I will move. Nothing is going to take me away from her at this point.

I suckle her until she’s muttering, and her tiny whimpers begging me for more stop me. I pull away long enough to finish undressing her and lay her back on the bed.

“Fuck, Chrissy, I’ve wanted you for what seems like a lifetime,” I tell her, looking up and down her sweet, curvy body. She’s more than I ever could have imagined. She brings out a fierce, possessive urge inside me, and I make a promise to myself that I’m never going to let her get hurt again.

I want to devour her, but I don’t know where to start. Before I can, she grabs my shoulders and pushes me to the bed next to her. Her hands go to the button of my pants, and she makes quick work of unzipping me and then pulling them down my legs. I lift up to help her, but she doesn’t seem to need much. She’s a woman on a mission.

Her eyes flick to mine before she puts her hands in the top of my boxers and then pulls them down my legs. My cock is hard, standing to attention between us, and she’s no longer looking at me. Her gaze is solid on my hard length.

She doesn’t waste any time. Her hand grips on to my manhood and then her tongue strokes the length of my cock. I can feel myself swelling in her hand as she tightens her grip, but she doesn’t stop. She takes big licks of my cock before she opens wide and takes me deep into her warm mouth. My hips flex off the bed, and I know it won’t take much for me to come, just like this.

Chrissy

He’s hard, and the size of his length is alarming. My hand stretched doesn’t even reach around him. With my tongue on him, I look up at him, and he’s staring back at me under hooded lids. He looks relaxed enough, but I know what I’m doing to him. I feel the same thing, and he’s not even touching me. Not yet.

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