Page 57 of She's a Big Deal

“Mm. But I like you like this.” Olivia leaned above her with a smug grin of her own. Playing with fire, and relishing every second of it. “I am enjoying testing your patience.”

“I think you’ll find I don’t have much of it.”

“But if I asked you politely?”

“To do what?”

In reply, Olivia pulled the lacy thong over her slender hips. She teased it down her impeccable legs. Moved to kneel in that sweet spot, and met her gaze straight on.

“This, if you let me,” she murmured.

And watched Grace’s eyes immediately narrow in reaction. Wariness and hesitation danced in them. Olivia could all but see the inner struggle going on. This was about more than sex, she figured, as certainly it was not the first time Grace found herself in this position.This goes a lot deeper.She understood trust would not come easy to her, and rightly so. The woman had been hurt. Wounded, physically and emotionally. Then betrayed a bit more and abandoned by her own family. Olivia ached to take some of that pain away. She wanted to earn her trust with every fiber of her being.

“I won’t hurt you, Grace.”

And for her as well, this promise was about a lot more thanjust the moment.

”I know.” Grace shook her head in what looked like pure self-annoyance at her own hesitation. “Iknow!” She exhaled with it that second time as if the weight of the world had been on her shoulders. Then, with the alluring flash of a fleeting smile, just leaned back on her hands, arched her back, and slowly opened her legs. With absolute certainty, she said it to her. “I want you, Olivia.”

Olivia could feel her own heart pounding as she went down between her thighs. She kissed her silken lips. Tasted clean arousal on her tongue. She delighted in the scent of her, endearingly sweet and enticingly musky. Joy flooded through at the realization that Grace really meant this; that she did want to be with her. For sure, Olivia’s confidence had been in bits since her breakup, but now… Now it was like waking up to bright morning sunshine. To hope and possibility. She closed her eyes, sealed her lips around Grace’s sensuous core, and lost herself in the sensations. Her lover was slick, hot, and pulsing against her questing tongue. Wetness coated her chin.She’s so damn beautiful!Olivia was determined to get her all the way. She thought she probably would have if insistent fingers had not pulled her up after some time.

“Olivia.” Grace reached for her with an urgent look in her eyes.

“What’s wrong—”

“Nothing. I need to hold you. See you. Kiss me!”

It felt at first as if she might be taking back control... But actually, not quite. Because as Olivia kissed her, she understood her sizzling need for even more connection. She quickly moved to sit with her legs around her hips. Facing her. Earned herself a heart-melting and dazzling smile as Grace promptly adopted thesame position.

“Yes,” she just said. As in,You got it.

“With me,” Olivia urged in return.

“Yes.”

Fused together and wide open, eyes locked on each other’s and not once breaking contact, they rocked into oblivion. Olivia felt the surge. Grace’s eyes, fever-bright, told her she was getting there too. She cupped her breasts. She felt her. Watched that long and lean dancer’s body ripple like liquid fire.

“Grace!” she gasped, in awe.

“More,” her lover demanded. “More! Don’t stop.”

Olivia met her demanding mouth for a passionate kiss. She didn’t know how long she could hold off… They built and built, torrid friction and nothing else between them but raw desire and perfect connection. The sheer power of the orgasm that finally overtook them elicited a single fierce cry out of Grace. Just the sound of it might have been enough to make Olivia come. She stopped breathing and could have sworn that all time did too. Waves of heat radiated. She could no longer tell which part of the orgasm was hers or Grace’s. She felt it, their bodies, as one. In the aftermath, it brought tears to her eyes.Oh my God…She knew, with utmost clarity, that her life would never be the same again.

chapter 20

It took Olivia a moment to remember where she was when she opened her eyes the next morning. She smiled as it came back to her, stretched, and turned over to snuggle close to her partner. Or at least that was the plan… She found the bed empty, and the room as well.

“Grace?”

No answer. She was not in the bathroom either. Wondering, low-key worried, Olivia gnawed on her lip. Surely, Grace had not just…Left?Then the door flew open, bringing a swirl of icy air into the room. As Olivia clung to her blanket, in strode her lover. Grace carried a brown bag in one hand, her laptop in the other, and a blazing smile on her lips. Color rode high in her cheeks and her eyes positively sparkled. One look was like little darts of heat fired into her. Olivia stared, enthralled.

“Good morning.”

“Morning,” she croaked.

Grace pushed the door shut with her foot, dropped the bag on the desk, and pulled two tall cups out of it. “Turns out there’s good coffee to be found in Dodger. I got you white, one sugar.”

“Yes, that is how I take my coffee.”

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