Page 64 of Grit
Just to make sure he got the message, she spread her legs wider, the fabric of her dress straining.
She pulled away from his mouth and looked him dead in the eye. “Like this.”
He didn’t make a sound, but his lips formed the wordFuckand his dark eyes lit with greed.
Cary’s mouth landed on hers with new urgency. His hand moved up her inner thigh and teased the fabric of her panties before he moved them aside and his fingers were on her.
She moaned in his mouth, and she wasn’t quiet.
He nudged her legs wider and moved closer, teasing her as his thumb worked on her breast.
Melissa felt light-headed from the rush of pleasure. She couldn’t think. Couldn’t reason. The churning thoughts in her mind fled. There was only this.
Cary’s mouth.
Cary’s hands.
Cary’s fingers between her thighs.
Two of his fingers dipped inside her, not deep, just a teasing promise of things to come while his thumb worked her clitoris, and she nearly wept from the pleasure.
She couldn’t even think to kiss him. She pressed her face to his neck and let the tension build and build until the wave crested and her body took possession of her mind.
“Let me see.” Cary let go of her breast and grabbed the hair trailing down her back. He tugged it until she fell back against his arm. “Missy, look at me.”
Melissa met his eyes, but she wasn’t thinking of anything other than the waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
“Fucking gorgeous,” he muttered.
The pleasure went on and on, and Melissa couldn’t speak. She could barely breathe.
Cary’s fingers slowed and eased from her, working her down from the high of climax. “You are so beautiful.”
“So are you.” It was the first thing that came to her mind and it tumbled out.
He smiled the purest smile she’d ever seen from him. “I’m beautiful?”
“Handsome, I mean. You’re handsome.”
“I don’t mind being beautiful if that’s what you want to call me.”
She hugged him, hiding her face against his neck.You are beautiful.
Beautiful, beautiful man.
Steady man.
Sexy man.
Good man.
She sighed, and it felt like her whole body was loose. Her thigh was pressed against the erection beneath his slacks, and she started reaching for him, only to have Cary bat her hand away.
“Not tonight.”
“What?”
He kissed her long and sweet. As he did, he adjusted himself and moved from between her legs. He smoothed her dress down and ran his fingers up and down her knees.
