Page 38 of Cowboy of Convenience
He leaned into her ear, holding her gaze. "Sweetheart, if I was a nice guy I would've gone to sleep."
Evelyn's nostrils flared as she continued staring him down.
Grady nosed along the shell of her ear, breathing in the scent of her skin. "Now I'm gonna give you one more chance to answer me before I do exactly that." He teased along her clit, just to remind her of what was on the line. "Tell me why you're so wet."
Evelyn's breathing was shallow and sharp as her reflection stared at his. Finally she confessed, "When you were banging the headboard against the wall last night, I was imagining what it would be like if you were really fucking me. And I haven’t stopped thinking about it since."
Grady groaned softly at the admission, grinding the hard line of his dick against her soft backside. "I was hoping it was something like that."
He rewarded her immediately, picking right back up where he left off. Only this time, his free hand curved along the swell of her tit, tracing the fullness of it before yanking down the deeply scooped neckline of her tank top, fully revealing what he’d only gotten a glimpse of earlier. Evelyn’s tits were perfectly sized, just big enough to fill the palm of his hand, with dark, plush nipples standing at attention, practically begging to be touched and tongued.
Grady palmed one, rolling the perfectly puckered tip between his thumb and finger as he continued teasing her clit, fingers gliding along her soaked skin as she trembled against him.
"Oh my God." Her words were louder than a whisper, forcing him to remind them both of the promise she made.
"You said you’d be quiet, Ev."
"I'm trying." She bucked against his gliding fingers, reaching back to grip his thigh for stability as she let out a soft moan that shot straight to his dick.
And most definitely carried through the door.
As much as he hated to do it, Grady pulled his hand from her breast, sliding it up the column of her neck to clamp over her mouth. He pulled her back against his chest, bracing his forearm over her shoulder to keep Evelyn pinned in place as his other hand continued working between her thighs. "Is this how it's always going to be? You promise to be quiet even though we both know you won't do it?"
There was no hiding the smug satisfaction he felt. Watching Evelyn come undone in the mirror—seeing how impossible it was for her to stay quiet because of what he was doing to her—was fucking amazing. It took this little game they were playing to a whole new level. One that made it infinitely more interesting.
And made him even more determined to keep it going for as long as possible.
Her whole body buckled as she came, limbs twitching, middle tensing, legs trembling. He gentled his touch but continued teasing her, dragging the moment out until she sucked in a sharp breath and jerked away, letting him know she'd crossed the line from pleasure to sensitivity.
Grady gently pulled his hand from her shorts, but the other stayed across her mouth as he lifted his fingers to his lips. Evelyn watched with wide eyes as he sucked her wetness from his skin, relishing the taste of her.
"Do you think you'll be able to stay quiet when I have my head between your thighs tomorrow night?" His cock flexed in anticipation. "Because I don't think I can keep my hand over your mouth while I'm down there." He dragged his quieting fingers free of her lips, tracing the lower one as he went.
Evelyn didn't look away as she said, "I guess you’ll have to find something else to put in my mouth to keep me quiet."
Holy hell. Did he think this was a game? Because if that's what it really was, she might have just called checkmate.
Grady straightened, backing away from her. If he didn't get a little space, he was going to end up begging her to put her mouth on him now. "Go to bed, Ev."
Evelyn turned to face him but made no move for the door. "Are you coming to bed too?"
He shook his head. "I'm staying here for a minute."
Her eyes dropped, fixing on where his cock sat, hard and straining beneath the silky fabric of her robe. "Are you going to jack off?"
"Absolutely I am." There was no sense lying about it. He felt no shame in the admission either, not now that he knew where things stood between them. "Go to your room. I'll be there in a second."
Evelyn's brows lifted. "A second?" The tip of her tongue came out to skim across her lower lip as she continued staring at his crotch. "I think I can wait a second."
Grady sucked in a breath. "Are you saying you want to watch me?"
Did he think this was a game? He was wrong.
It was fucking warfare. And she just dropped a goddamn bomb.
Evelyn's eyes finally lifted to his. "You just watched me get off. It's only fair I get to do the same."
She barely finished speaking before he was reaching into the elastic of his boxers and pulling out his cock. Every inch of him was throbbing with need and aching for release. Wetness leaked from the tip, soaking the front of his underwear and adding the tiniest bit of lubrication as he took himself in hand and squeezed.
