Page 127 of Broken Dreams
I push that desire away and cling to the physical. To the way he makes my body come to life and how good I know the sex will be. Because with him, I’m free. There are no expectations to be perfect or sweet, he takes me how he wants, how I didn’t even know I wanted.
His hands frame my face, tilting my head to the side, and then I feel his tongue slide against my lips. I open for him, inhaling everything that is Grady.
The kiss deepens and he moves me back, my knees hitting the bed. His one hand moves down my neck as his lips leave mine. “Tonight, we’re going to go slow. I want to savor every second, every touch, every kiss.”
“Grady,” I say his name softly. I don’t have anything else to say, I just want him to know I’m here—with him.
He steps back just a little and the loss of his heat is immediate. He turns me slowly and brushes his lips down the column of my neck. “You’re stunning, Addison. When I see you, there is no one else that can even get me to glance their way. Don’t ever doubt your beauty, your heart. You’re worth the world and deserve a man who will give it to you.”
“What if I don’t want the world?” I toss back as his lips go to my shoulder as my zipper drags down.
“You should.”
But I don’t. I had that before. I know what the world gives, and I just want him to give me him. That’s all. I don’t need anything else, but he won’t give me that, and I can’t handle him saying it any clearer than he has.
When my dress drops to the floor, he turns me back and then lifts me up in his arms, placing me on the bed.
I lie back, lifting up on my elbows to watch as he unbuttons. “I love watching this.”
“What?”
“You, undressing. You may think I’m beautiful, but you are incredibly hot.”
He smiles and that dimple appears. “I’m glad you think so.”
“I very much do.” When his last button is undone, I decide I want to remove it. I want to touch his muscles as his shirt slides off his body. “Stop,” I say quickly. I rise up onto my knees as his hand stills. Our eyes meet and I crawl toward him. “You always tell me I need to ask for what I want.”
“I do.”
“Well, I want to undress you.”
His eyes turn molten. “Then by all means.”
I do exactly what I wanted, letting the shirt flutter to the ground, my fingers moving over his taut skin. He’s so perfect. Like a freaking dream of the exact man I would be attracted to.
And tonight...he’s mine.
Grady’s hand moves to my neck, his fingers on the back of my head as he pulls me to him. “I want your mouth, dove.”
I give it to him. Kissing him, needing the same thing he does. The connection we share will be gone soon and if I never get to kiss him again, then I want now.
twenty-nine
GRADY
Itake Addison’s hand as we enter Sugarloaf.
I don’t feel happy about being back and getting to see the kids. I feel sad and pissed off because we have no reason to fake our relationship anymore.
I could be selfish and ask for more, but I’m not what she needs in this world. She deserves love, a man who will marry her, give her more kids.
I can’t lose another wife. I can’t raise another baby on my own and it was her pregnancy that killed Lisa.
When Addison asked me if there was a reason to stay, I wanted to tell her me and Jett. That I would try, but I remembered how I swore I would never let Jett get hurt, which means I need to focus on him.
“Thank you for going with me,” Addy says as we pull onto her street.
“I promised you I would. It was our deal.”
