Page 82 of Moonlit Colorado

Oh, yes. Yes I wanted this so much.

Somehow, Dane turned the blowjob I was giving him into a seductive dance. Lightly thrusting his hips and moving in and out of my mouth as I used my meager range of tricks to drive him wild.

“I’m going to come, Grace. Your mouth is…ungh.”

I sucked him deeper one more time, and his cock pulsed again and again against my tongue. But I was pretty sure I’d enjoyed that as much as he had.

After, I stood up on wobbly legs. “Come here,” Dane said. He picked me up, and I let my heels fall as he carried me to his bedroom. I was suddenly so exhausted that I could barely keep my eyes open. Wasn’t even sure what time it was.

He brought me into the bathroom, where I had left my toiletry bag earlier, and he set me on my feet. Dane stood behind me with his arm wrapped around my waist and put toothpaste on my toothbrush.

“I can do that,” I said. “I’m not helpless.”

He kissed the side of my head. “Just getting a little more spoiling in before bedtime.”

Once we were both in his bed and snuggled under the covers, Dane pulled me close and tucked me into his chest. “Thank you for everything today,” he murmured.

My eyes were closed. I was comfy and warm and already halfway asleep. “You did so much more for me than I did for you.”

“You’d be surprised,” he said, just before I drifted off.

* * *

I woke up to watery sunlight and Dane snoring quietly beside me.

Yawning, I stretched my arms over my head. I had slept hard and deeply. Couldn’t remember the last time I’d been able to turn my brain off that much. No dreams.

But maybe that was the result of two amazing orgasms and the best day ever.

Dane was still out, so I tried not to jostle him as I sat up against the pillows and looked around. I hadn’t paid a ton of attention to his bedroom yesterday, between hurrying to get ready and then being half asleep when he carried me in here. Like the rest of his apartment, it was stylish, like a designer had put it together. Lots of dark, neutral colors and masculine furniture. Modern and tasteful, but nothing too daring or personal. It kind of reminded me of Dane’s hotel suite in Silver Ridge.

Actually, his apartment didn’t fit him that well. Now that I was getting to know Dane better, his adventurousness stood out. Made me wonder if he had just not wanted to spend his time on decorating, or if he didn’t really feel at home here.

The California King mattress was an excellent choice, though. I starfished my arms and legs, enjoying the sheer fact of taking up space. This thing was nearly as big as my entire bedroom at home.

Which made me feel a twinge of homesickness. I had texted our family group chat yesterday, letting them know I had arrived in New York. But I missed Maisie. Piper and Emma too. And,fine, my brothers. Maybe I would have a chance to make some calls today, depending on what Dane had planned before the wedding ceremony.

Dane lifted his head, his hair adorably messy and his eyes slitted like he had just opened them. “What are you doing all the way over there?”

“Stretching out. This is nice.”

“But you’re too far away.”

I wriggled away even further, and Dane retaliated by reaching under the blankets and grabbing my ankles. I screamed as he pulled me across the bed and started tickling me. He used one arm and the rest of his body to pin me down, and even though I screamed again because I hated being tickled, I loved that feeling of him on top of me. The warm weight of him, making me feel like I knew exactly where I was, right in this moment and nowhere else. I certainly didn’t want to be anywhere else.

We were also still naked from last night, so I wasn’t surprised when I felt Dane’s erection nudging against me.

“Good morning,” I said, full of innuendo.

“It’s an excellent morning. But it could be even better.”

“I think so too.” I wrapped my legs around him. Dane went to kiss me, and I turned my head. “Wait, let me go brush my teeth.”

“Don’t want to. I can’t wait that long to kiss you.” His mouth claimed mine, and he was right, this was much better. Within seconds, I forgot about my potential morning breath and got lost in him. The way his tongue glided in my mouth and his cock felt heavy between my legs.

We had been building up to this moment for weeks now. Since the night I had almost slept with him before even knowing his name. And now here we were, in his fancy apartment in Manhattan, stretched out in his huge bed, with no more doubts about what either of us wanted. Hours of time and nothing standing in our way.

“You want me?” he asked, already reaching over to his bedside table for a condom. Then my stomach made a growling sound, and he burst out laughing. “Actually, it sounds like what you really want is breakfast.”

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