Page 87 of Perfect Harmony

She moaned, her back arching as he kneadedher breast and nipped at her throat. “Still want to leave, Princess?”

“I could – I could maybe stay anothernight,” she said.

“Good.” He took her hand and they walkedupstairs to his bedroom. Her knees were quaking, and tension was a tight knotin her belly. She wanted Gideon so much, but what if last night had been a fluke?Letting him have control while she gave him a blow job was one thing, but shedidn’t orgasm easily and never had. Hell, if she was being completely truthful,Gideon was the first man who’d ever made her come without her lending a helpinghand, so to speak. She knew what she needed when it came to her own body andthat was how she liked it. That night at Wanda’s had probably been another fluke,a consequence of wanting Gideon for so long that he was able to get her off withvery little effort. It wouldn’t be like that again and she could already feelfrustration edging in. Waiting for a man to bring her to orgasm only made herirritated.

“Get out of your head, Princess.”

She blinked at Gideon as he shut the bedroomdoor. “I’m not in it.”

“You are.” He pulled her into his embrace.The feel of his erection against her belly eased the tension. God, she wantedhim. If giving up control was the only way to fuck him, she’d fake that sheliked losing control. Hell, she’d fake her orgasm if she had to. She’d wantedto fuck Gideon for years and she was finally getting what she wanted. Shewouldn’t ruin it.

His thumb traced the curve of her bottom lip.“Before we go any further, what happens tonight between us is… getting this outof our system, only. Right?”

She schooled her expression, determined notto show him how much his words stung. “Yes.”

“After tonight, we go back to beingfriends.”

She wanted to ask him if they’d ever trulybeen friends, but it would only make her sound petty. “Yes. Friends, only.”

“You’re sure about this, Gracie? It isn’ttoo late to change your mind,” he said.

“I’m not going to change my mind,” she said.“One night only, then it’s back to normal.”

The tension around his eyes eased, and hebrushed his hand over her hair. “There are a few things we need to discuss beforewe do this.”

“Okay,” she said.

“I need a safe word from you.”

She blinked at him. “Why? Are you planningon spanking me tonight?”

“If you’re a good girl, no. If you’re not…”he shrugged before reaching down and squeezing her ass.

She arched into him and he grinned at her.“Be my good girl while you’re being fucked, and your perfect ass won’t be coveredin my handprints.”

She wanted to say something sarcastic, butGideon had dipped his head and was licking her throat, and her sarcasmdisappeared under a wave of intense need. She clutched at his back, her fingersdigging into the soft fabric of his t-shirt.

“Safe word, Princess.” He nipped at herthroat. “Give me one.”

“Dandelion,” she said.

He smiled and kissed just below her ear. “Ifyou want me to stop, say ‘dandelion’. I won’t stop for any other reason, sweetGracie. Not for ‘no’ and not for ‘stop’. Only dandelion. Understand?”

“Yes,” she moaned. His hand was cuppingher tit and she suddenly hated that she was wearing a bra. Bras were stupid.

“Let’s get you out of these clothes.”Gideon tugged on her shirt like he’d read her mind.

He stripped her of her leggings and t-shirt,and she tugged his shirt over his head. But when she reached for his pants, heshook his head and caught her hand. “No, not yet.”

“I want to see your dick,” she said.

“You’ve already seen it.”

“I want to see it again.”

“You can wait.” He reached behind her andunhooked her bra with practiced ease.

Suddenly feeling weirdly shy, she bracedher arms against her bra, keeping it in place when Gideon swept the straps downher arms.

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