Page 95 of Broken Dreams
My heart is pounding as we both stand here, arms at our sides, waiting for whatever from each other.
Her blue eyes are filled with a million emotions, each moving so fast I can’t begin to read them, and then her lips part and her voice is soft as she speaks. “I know that I said I didn’t think we should...be intimate, but...”
I wait, praying she says she changed her mind. Hoping at the same time she hasn’t because, if I have her, if I have a taste of her, I don’t think I’m going to want just a little. I’m going to want to consume every drop of her.
“But?” I urge her to continue.
“I trust you. I like you.” Her hand lifts barely a whisper on my chest. “We’re both very attracted to each other and...” Addison’s eyes find mine again and I swear I can’t fucking breathe. “I take it back.”
“You take what back, dove?”
Her lashes lower and then lift slowly. “I want you. I want us. I thought of nothing else but what we’d do when we got back here alone.”
In that exact second, any resistance I had disappears. I cup her face in my hands, rubbing my thumb against those red lips that I thought about all night. “Whatever you want, Addison, I’ll give you.”
“Give me tonight. Kiss me.”
I lean in, using all the restraint I have to go slow. I want this night to last. Every second, every breath is going to matter.
Our lips are almost touching, the scent of her perfume, a mix of flowers and pears, grows stronger. All night I’ve wanted to run my nose down the column of her neck, memorize the way it hits my senses. I tip her head back bringing my mouth to the corner of hers, along her cheek, and then I do what I wanted. I inhale deeply as I move down her neck and then back up.
I can feel her heart pounding beneath my fingers, and I grin against the shell of her ear. “I’ll kiss you all night, but you have to tell me where.”
twenty-one
ADDISON
Oh my God! I think I might perish right here.
A shiver runs through me as Grady’s lips run along my ear and then he nips it. “Where do you want me to kiss you, Addison? You have to ask for what you want, dove.”
The endearment does me in.
The way he says it, so sweet and careful, like I’m precious. I want him even more. The rasp in his voice is so damn sexy, I feel it all the way to my toes and definitely somewhere else.
I have never been vocal in bed. I tried, but it felt so uncomfortable for me. Telling a man what to do, where to go, just was...hard for me. Now, it’s even worse. I don’t know that I’m going to be good at this and now I’m terrified I really won’t be.
“I can’t,” I admit.
Grady’s deep green eyes find mine. “I don’t want to take from you, Addy. I want to give you whatever you want.”
“I just...I might not be good at this,” I let it out because at this point, it is what it is.
He smiles at me and then his hands slide back up to cradle my head. “You’re too good at this. You have no idea how beautiful, sweet, wonderful, and alluring you are. There’s no way you’re not good at this and we’ll find a way together to be even better, but I need to know what you like, what makes you feel good, what you need, to make sure that I give it to you.”
That was incredibly sweet and also melts away a very small amount of my trepidation. I bring my hand to his chest, playing with the buttons of his dress shirt. “I’ve only been with one man and we weren’t exactly...adventurous.” I don’t want to say his name. I don’t want to admit that Isaac, while very tender and sweet, was never really...rough. He treated me with kid gloves. I was precious to him, and I loved it, but he was always so worried that he’d upset me.
“Do you want to be adventurous?” he asks.
Please Lord, just let me expire now. I don’t want to answer that, but Grady tilts my head back and waits until my eyes meet his. “I don’t know what I want. Are you, I mean, tell me what you want.”
He doesn’t hesitate as he looks in my eyes with so much heat I could melt. “Right now, I want to kiss you, Addison. I want to watch this dress fall to the floor and see if you really aren’t wearing anything underneath. I want to run my hands along every inch of your skin and then follow that with my mouth. Then, I want to lay you down on that bed, spread your legs, and make you come on my tongue. If after that, you want more, I’ll fuck you until we both can’t walk.”
Safe to say he knows what he wants and every single desire he just named, I want as well.
Instead of looking more ridiculous and inept, I lift up on my toes and bring our lips close. “I’m not wearing anything underneath.”
He practically growls and then crushes his lips to mine. My arms go around his neck, as his are on my ass, definitely not feeling panty lines. There really weren’t any options in this dress so I used tape to keep my breasts covered and went commando.
