Page 88 of Resisting the Grump

What mattered now was the way her legs were wrapped around me. What mattered now was the way she was tangling her fingers in my hair. What mattered now was that I hold still so she could feel me throbbing, and I could try to calm down. God, she was tight. And beautiful. And funny. And kind and smart and… mine. She had to be mine. Not just for tonight, but for every night, forever.

I leaned back to look at her and took a deep breath, relishing the way her hot center squeezed me back as I held her against the wall.

“What is it?” she asked, her eyelids heavy.

“I could stay like this forever.”

Her eyes smiled. “No, you couldn’t.”

“I’m confident I could.”

“You’d get hungry eventually.”

I pushed her tousled hair out of her face. “I don’t remember what it’s like to be hungry for anything but you.”

She laughed. “You’d get a cramp then.”

“A small price to pay for this view.” I slid the silk strap of her negligee off her shoulder and caressed her breast before sucking her nipple into my mouth.

Her soft sigh filled the silence around us. “I like when you suck me and fuck me at the same time.”

I dragged her nipple between my teeth and flicked it with my tongue. “More fucking is coming.”

“I don’t doubt that,” she said. “But I’m in no hurry. I haven’t felt this good since…”

I raised my eyebrows. “Since when?”

“Since you were fucking my mouth five minutes ago.”

I buried my face in her hair to hide my smitten smile. She smelled so good. Felt so good. Made me feel too good. I must’ve been a fucking saint in a past life to deserve this.

“What are you thinking?” she asked, clenching around me.

I sank my fingertips into her smooth thighs and squeezed her too hard before leaning back to look at her. “I’m wondering why I didn’t cook dinner for you weeks ago.”

She pushed my chest playfully, her eyes sparkling.

That’s when I realized I was holding everything I wanted in my bare hands, everything I needed. Except for one thing.

A ring.

T H I R T YN I N E

- Avery -

It all happened so fast. Getting back to this place. Even faster than I hoped. I was worried things might be awkward or strained between us, but it was like we’d never been apart. Like we’d never be apart again.

I loved how full I felt when I was with him. Not just now, in a literal sense, but all night. No one had ever tried to win me back like that. He did such a good job I felt like I was the winner.

“This is the part where I take you over to the bed without dropping you.”

My legs tightened their grip around him, but it was mostly as a show of support. While I wasn’t exactly a wisp of a thing, he was strong enough to throw me around like a rag doll. And I really, really liked it when he did.

He laid me down on the edge of the bed and straightened my legs, so they were in a V shape against his chest.

The way he was throbbing inside me was downright intoxicating, and I pulled the other strap of my negligee off so he could admire the way my pale breasts shone in the dark room.

He reached down to pleasure me and started fucking me slow again, moving his fingers in time with his hips.

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