Page 45 of Deception
Falling onto his back, his cock throbbing painfully against his zipper, he smiles up at the night sky. “Oh, I have this fantasy of you on your knees as you plead for me to take you. It’s a pretty good one, if I do say so myself.”
He knows oversharing could scare her, but he wants her to know that he’s here. And he wants her. The insecurities this asshole who took something so precious from her gave her pisses him off more than he’s ever been before. It’s an odd and uncomfortable feeling.
“Do I take care of you now?”
His breathing hitches. He’s dreamed of her hands on his cock, and he aches even more. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?”
“Because we’ve already done more than you thought we would tonight.”
“Doesn’t it hurt, though?”
The way she bites her lip when he turns to look at her shows excitement rather than apprehension. “Yeah, kind of.”
“Show me what you like,” Gracie whispers and unbuttons his jeans like he did to her.
“Gracie, you don’t have—”
“I want to, Kent.”
Shifting, he slips his jeans and boxers down enough to free his cock, and he chuckles when her eyes widen.
“Probably not the right thing to say, but holy shit,” she says and gently takes him into her hand. “Nolan’s father was nothing like this.”
“What do you mean?” Kent asks, gasping when her thumb spreads the thick fluid on the tip. “You’ve done this before.”
Shaking her head, she gives him a proud smile. “No, I haven’t. And I mean that he wasn’t nearly this big.”
“Really?”
The way she keeps biting her lower lip makes him want to take her right now. Condom or not, he’d love to show her what sex should be. She’s so damn sexy, and she doesn’t even know it.
“Really. Show me what you like.”
His large hand wraps around her much smaller one, and he stares at her as she focuses on their hands moving along his length. He watches for any sign of hesitation, but she still looks intrigued. Which is a good sign.
“You like this?”
Like this? I fucking love the feel of your hands on me, kid.
Letting her please him, he puts his hand on his chest while he rubs her back with his other. “Fuck, Gracie,” he moans. “You might want to prepare yourself. It’s about to get messy soon.”
She giggles and uses her other hand to fully encircle him. He moans as his balls tighten in the familiar way that tells him it won’t be long now.
Her fault my ass. This girl is a natural.
Chapter Fifteen
Griffin’s Beach
Rocco
“Rocco, why are there plates on the table?” Autumn calls out.
“Because we’re going to eat dinner,” Rocco answers from the office.
When he walks out, he finds her with her arms crossed over her chest as she tilts her head in annoyance. “There are four place settings.”
