Page 59 of Family Bonds- Garrett & Justine

He pushed her hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ears and she smiled softly at him.

“Are you going slow for you or me?” she asked.

“Maybe both of us,” he said. “Problem with it?”

“No,” she said. “Just want you to be you.”

He nodded his head. “Not sure I can be me without rushing and I won’t do that.”

She shook her head. “Don’t,” she said. “I’m not fragile. Trust me. Maybe I’m tired of people thinking that of me. I don’t want to run. I don’t want to hide. I don’t want to avoid it. I just want to feel. Make me feel, Garrett.”

He couldn’t get a brighter green light than that.

He pushed her shirt off her shoulders, his fingertip moving down the bare skin of her arms, then up her waist, over her ribs, and circling around her puckered nipple through her bra.

Her eyes closed and she let out a soft gasp.

When her arms moved, he thought she was going to reach for him, but instead, she went behind her back and undid her bra and pushed it off her shoulders, nudging it away and having it drop to the floor.

She kicked her shoes off her feet and dropped down a few inches.

Then she reached for him and unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders the same as her.

When she went for the button on his jeans, he picked her up and laid her on the bed.

No way he was ready for that yet.

He leaned over her, but rather than kiss her mouth, he went for her collarbone, then trailed fingertips over her breast, circling her bare nipple, his mouth moving in that direction until it latched on to suck.

Her hips lifted as if he was pulling some string in her body to get her to move more.

When she let out a long moan, he asked, “Are you okay?”

“Better than okay,” she said. “I guess I didn’t realize how much I missed this.”

He smiled, but her closed eyes prevented her from seeing it.

He went back to what he was doing on one nipple, his finger flicking at the other.

She was all but grinding against him and he was struggling to push back and not get even more worked up.

But when she nudged his head down some, he got the hint that she needed something more.

His hand slid down into her pants, under the soft cotton of her panties, and between her legs.

She let out a groan and pushed against his hand.

He rubbed her a few more times and then pulled his hand out, but she grabbed him before he could move away from her.

He held back the laugh. “I’m only going to undress you,” he said.

“Oh,” she said.

“You didn’t think I’d leave, did you?”

“I wanted to make sure you didn’t,” she said, grinning. There was more than humor and arousal in her eyes. There was something deeper, but he didn’t know what and didn’t want to guess.

He removed her pants quickly, then got between her legs and inserted one finger. Shit, she was pretty tight or tense. He was hoping it was the first.

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