Page 53 of Sweet Temptation (Men of Honor 2)
Doing as he asks, I raise my sweater up exposing my black lace bra. I’m thankin’ the heavens right now it isn’t the cherry one again. His eyes become more heated, “Now pull it down so I can see your pretty tits.”
Instead of pulling down the cups I flick the front clasp and let my breasts spill free. A low growl rumbles from his chest, “Fucking perfect.” Leaning down he sucks an aching nipple into his mouth, causing a bolt of electricity to shoot straight to my clit.
Whimpering, I spear my hands into his disheveled hair, holding his mouth captive to my breast. He moves between each one, licking and sucking my sensitive nipples. My hips begin riding his hand with desperation. “That’s it, baby, fuck my fingers. I want to feel you come all over my hand.”
His erotic words alone almost have me falling over the edge. The need for release is so strong it’s almost painful. “Oh god, Sawyer, please?” I beg for him to put me out of this sweet misery.
Groaning, he moves to my other nipple then bites down the same time his thumb presses on my aching clit, and that was all it took for my orgasm to wash over me. He covers my mouth with his and inhales my cries as I sob out the intensity of my pleasure. His fingers keep their momentum, drawing out every bit of my pleasure till I’m limp and sated.
As I take a moment to revel in my blissful state, I begin to feel gentle kisses along my face. Smiling, I open my eyes and look into Sawyer’s. His gaze burns fiercely with need, yet also shines deeply with affection. The affection has my heart warming with an emotion so deep I think I’m going to explode from it.
Not knowing how to put into words what I’m feeling, I grab his face with both my hands and bring his mouth to mine. I kiss him long, slow and deep, trying to pour everything I feel into it.
“Grace? Did you get lost, girl?” I quickly pull away when I hear Jesse yelling my name down the hall.
“Oh no!” I panic while trying to think of what to say or do. Sawyer’s fingers are still inside of me, making it hard to think of anythin’.
He smirks, amused with my panic. “She’s busy,” he yells out behind the closed door. I gasp then slap him in the shoulder.
There’s a brief moment of silence, “Ew, I’ll be downstairs whenever you’re done.”
Sawyer chuckles when I groan in embarrassment. I narrow my eyes, “What the heck were you thinkin’ yellin’ that out? Now she knows we were up to no good in here.”
“I don’t know, baby, I think what we are up to in here is very fucking good.” I try to keep my glare but my lips twitch, “Your incorrigible… but cute.”
He grunts, “I am not fucking cute, Grace. There are a lot of things you can say about me: sexy, charming, handsome, but there is nothing fucking cute about me.”
I giggle, “Yup, you’re all those things… and cute.” I kiss his cheek then put my bra back in place.
He groans with disappointment, “Fuck hockey, lets stay home.”
I shrug, “Whatever you want I’m good with. But I’m sure your friends want to see you and I’ll bet you do too.”
“I want you more.”
Warmth blooms again in my chest from his words, I wrap my arms around his neck. “All right, but I was really hopin’ to see you in action, all this braggin’ you’ve been doin’ has me curious, and a little hot.”
He growls at my teasin’, “Fine. We will go. Then afterwards I’ll show you a whole other kind of action, baby,” he replies winkin’ at me.
“Sounds good to me. Now remove your fingers please so we can get goin’.” With a dirty grin he does just that then shoves both of them in his mouth.
I gasp and have heat flaring in my body again.
He groans, then presses a quick hard kiss to my mouth. “Tonight!” he states heatedly before putting me back down on my feet. “Go ahead, I need a fucking minute to calm down before I walk out of here.”
Chuckling I turn and start walking away. “Oh and, Cupcake?” Sawyer calls out stopping me once I’m at the door. I turn to see him looking at me with affection, before a smirk tilts his lips, “You’re the best fucking chick I’ve ever met too.”
His words take a moment to register, but I quickly realize he heard everythin’ I said to his father just a few minutes ago. Thankfully he doesn’t seem all that mad. Smiling I walk out, and as I make my way downstairs I decide maybe not minding my own business isn’t such a bad thing after all.
Fascination and anxiety plagues me as I follow Jesse into the packed arena. There are way more people here then I expected, especially for a small town.
“Hockey is a big deal in this town and tonight we are playing against our biggest rivals,” Jesse explains with a smile. “Come on, a friend of mine saved us seats.”
I follow her up the bleachers that are loaded with excited fans and stop once we reach a pretty brunette girl with a friendly smile. Jesse and her friend greet each other with a hug then turning, she points to me, “This is Grace, Sawyer’s girlfriend I was telling you about. Grace, this is my best friend Maggie.”
I wasn’t a hundred percent on the term girlfriend, but I didn’t correct her, and to be honest I liked the title.
“Hi, Grace, it’s nice to meet you,” Maggie replies politely, extending her hand. “Hi, Maggie, nice to meet ya too.”
She smiles in amusement, “I love your accent. It’s awesome.”
What is with the accent? Instead of asking I just reply with a mumbled thank you.
“So tell me how on earth you snagged Silver Creek’s most eligible bachelor, or heck, all of Colorado’s most eligible bachelor for that matter? Especially one who turns green at the word commitment.”
