Page 42 of Deception
“Don’t you have to get up early tomorrow?” she asks with a moan escaping from her lips when he slips between her legs.
His cock hardens even more at the sound, and Gavin looks down at her. “I can run on little sleep.”
“And I can sleep when Nancy does,” she says, pushing his hand away.
He frowns until she lifts and swings a leg over his body to straddle him. She takes him before he can grab her hips, and she rocks her pelvis against his.
“This is going to be a long night,” he says, a smirk on his face. “And I’m looking forward to every minute we’re not sleeping.”
Grabbing the toy from the bed, she turns it on and presses it against herself as she rides him. “Me, too,” she gasps.
No more words get exchanged the rest of the night. Only moans, pants, and cries of pleasure. Just how Gavin thinks every night should be for the rest of their lives.
Chapter Fourteen
Griffin’s Beach
Kent
Kent knew when he picked up Gracie the next night for a nighttime picnic, she wasn’t quite ready for something so intimate. The war waging in her head between what she feels and what she thinks becomes evident every time they get close to each other. Every kiss and touch tells him she wants him as badly as he wants her, but she gets stuck in her head as she overthinks it.
They’ve gone on dates with Nolan to help ease her discomfort. At the end of each night, they kiss to the point of panting, and he knows she craves more just like he does, but he stops. Moving too fast will hurt them more than the pleasure it will bring.
After multiple dates where he spent time with both of them, he finally takes the chance to bring her out on the picnic date he asked her on. They sit on a blanket on the bluffs under the night sky.
“This is really pretty,” Gracie says, smiling at him. “But I have to be honest and say I expected something a little more than prepackaged sandwiches.”
Kent laughs. “I ran out of time today. I had to run an errand for Colt, and it was one of those that I probably shouldn’t have been doing, but also wasn’t told exactly what it was for that very reason. I ran out of time, but I had something else planned. Promise.”
“You’re close to patching in. Soon, you’ll get to know what it is you’re delivering.”
The light at the end of the two-year prospecting tunnel makes him sigh in relief. “I hope they give me the patch.”
“You don’t think they will?”
He shrugs. “My attitude hurts me.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m a littletoo chillfor them. For everyone, really. It’s why I’ve never really had a long relationship. Being reactive and volatile is the norm, and that’s just not me.”
“Being calm and collected, especially under pressure, is an underrated skill, if you ask me. I wish I could be as chill as you are. But I think you might be surprised.”
Smiling, he reaches out for her hand. “I hope so. I don’t know what I’ll do otherwise, but I know I’ll figure it out. Like how I managed to pick up dinner when I only had an hour to shower and clean my bike before picking you up.”
“You could have texted me. I would’ve gotten something ready.”
“I know you would have, but you can’t tell me you’ll ever forget this date. I mean, possibly days-old ham sandwiches, juice pouches, and the starry sky above us… Pretty damn memorable.”
She giggles and looks at their hands. “That’s a good point. I don’t think I’ll ever forget this.”
Taking a bite of his sandwich, he winks at her. “I promise to do something more romantic for our next date.”
“I don’t know how you do it, but everything so far as been romantic. Or maybe I’m just easy to please. Who knows?”
The words shoot straight to his groin. “I plan to find out one of these days.”
Instead of a smart comeback, Gracie just stares at the blanket and chews the small bite she took. This would normally be where she jokes and tells him he’s lucky she even showed up, or that he has a funny idea of time. It’s become their normal banter.
