Page 60 of Ghost Walk
“This is a really bad idea…”
“Now, Grace. Make me comenowor I’ll think of something even more fun for us to do together.”
She gave a little gasp at the order and obediently stroked his manhood just as he’d instructed. Apparently, the lady liked to be commanded in bed. That was quite useful to know. He thrust against her, reveling in the pace she set.
“Such a good lass.” He leaned in to bury his face in her thick hair. “God, I could drown in the scent of you. You’re so pretty and so sweet.” Her grip got tighter, emboldened by his praise and he grimaced in pleasure. “Fuck! That’s it. Just likethat.”
“I could be a lunatic stranger, you know.” She informed him in a prim voice that amused him greatly considering what her wee hand was up to. “My story is insane. Even I see that and I know it’s true. You should definitelynotbe doing this with me, Jamie.”
“You may be a lunatic, but you’re no stranger.” His lips brushed her temple. “I knew you from the first, Grace. I’ve waited for you my whole life.”
She gave a soft sigh at his words. “You’re so hard to argue with when you say things like that.”
“Stop arguing then.” He nuzzled her temple. “Wouldn’t mind knowing your last name, though.” Before it became “Riordan” anyway.
“It’s Rivera.”
His mouth curved. “Like the town fortunetellers?” Well that explained the magic he sensed in her.
“Just focus, okay? I’m trying to help you.”
Her nails scratched him lightly and a holy choir of angels sang in his brain. “Oh, believe me, love, youarehelping.”
“You don’t understand. I have togo. I’m trying to solve…”
He cut her off by trying another command. She seemed to like those and he wanted her to concentrate. “Finish me, Grace.” His teeth grazed her ear. “You’re not going anywhere until my seed’s all over your hand.”
Aye, she definitely liked that. Grace stopped objecting, her nipples tightening into points under the fabric of her not-exactly-normal dress.
Jamie’s whole body was throbbing with need. Without even thinking about it, he grabbed one of the apron straps on her gown, wanting to pull her even closer. There was a bizarre ripping sound and the damn thing tore right off. Jamie frowned at the strap in momentary confusion. He hadn’t tugged herthathard. And what was the small fuzzy pad sewn to the end of it?
“It’s Velcro.” Grace explained, snatching it back from him and somehow reattaching it with a single touch. “It’s fine.”
“You do wear the most peculiar clothes.” He would’ve been far happier to see her out of them, all together.Muchhappier. Luckily, Jamie was good at figuring out how things worked, so it only took him a moment to tear the “vel-crow”open again. This time, he managed to get the front of her gown gaping.
The move caught her off guard. “Jamie!”
“Just let me touch you.” He pulled her strange undergarment up, releasing the bounty of her breasts. His gaze went to her berry-hard nipples, dismissing everything else from his mind. “Please, Grace. I’ve waited so long.”
She gave a soft moan as he cupped one of her breasts, kneading the soft globe in his palm. “You have the most perfect hands.” She breathed, glancing down to watch them shape her supple flash. “They feel so right touching me. I knew they would.”
Of course they felt right. Jamie had been born to touch this woman. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind. “Mine.” He moved his head to kiss her lush mouth. Her lips parted beneath his and he growled at the honeyed taste of her. “Finally.”
“The you-of-the-future is a possessive guy, too.” She got out breathlessly. “If he gets jealous about this, you can be the one to explain it to him.”
“Every version of me is fuckingthrilledwith what we’re doing. I promise you.”
Grace’s mouth curved. “Well, hedidask me to submit to every sordid, twisted, wicked demand you made.” She whimpered as he switched to caressing her other breast. “I would hate to let him down.”
“The future me is a bloody genius.”
Except he hadn’t claimed this woman yet. If Jamie could’ve thought straight, that part would have concerned him.
His teeth ground together as her thumb brushed over the crest of him, catching a drop of moisture. “Love, I’m going to come.” He wanted to warn her, but it was hard talking through his clenched jaw. “I can’t wait.”
Of course the woman chose that moment to contrary. “Just another minute.” Her mouth curved as she watched him swell in her grasp. “You’re sobig. How big can you get?”
She was about to find out. “Now,Grace.”
