Page 66 of Grace of Spades
"Yeah, it...it's different but... I like it." He smirks. "I also like that we're not fighting or starting a war or something."
"Yeah, that wouldn't be good. But remember it's only day one. We still need to get used to this." I remind him.
"True, but I also like that I have you again. You've been in my head since I first saw you. I can't wait to have you to myself again." He says stroking my arm with the backs of his fingers sending my skin into goosebumps. Sign me up!
"Wanna come in for a bit?" I ask.
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Grace
We sneak up to my room quietly. I am positive Ruby or Richard will know about this tomorrow morning but, oh well. That’s Future Grace's problem.
As soon as the door is closed, I'm wrapped in his arms and brought to the bed. He lays me down gently and just holds me. I honestly thought this would be dirty fun but he just holds me.
"I don't know what happened with that guy you were talking about but I just want to hold you. Make you feel safe. Make sure you're here with me." He whispers and that's all it takes. I fall hard for Jai. I feel it in my chest. It's big and warm and to be honest, terrifying. I push it aside to deal with it later.
I'm speechless so I snuggle into him and just enjoy being here with him. We eventually doze off and I wake up with the sunrise.
Jai is still in my bed snoring softly. I'm glad I got to wake up to him. I lay a soft kiss on his cheek before untangling myself and heading for the shower.
I'm washing my hair when the door opens and a certain man joins me.
"Good morning." He mumbles his voice still rough from sleep stepping into the shower with me. It's a sexy voice.
"Good morning, handsome. How was your sleep?" I ask, rinsing my hair as I admire him. Good lord, he is beautiful. His heavilytattooed body is a work of art filled with tigers and ocean waves. All compact muscles holding all that power and then he says such sweet things. How long was I supposed to hold out on any of these guys? Seriously? I'm only human.
"Wonderful. I got to sleep beside my girl. What's there to complain about? Besides, this is a good view first thing in the morning." He smiles, trailing a hand down my stomach and making me blush. "Can I take you?" He asks his voice low as he steps forward.
"I wish you would," I reply, leaning into him. That's all it takes until I'm pressed against the wall with my legs wrapped around his waist.
"God, I missed you, Grace." He murmurs into my shoulder before sliding into me. Oh, God! "So good."
I pant and clutch at his back as he pumps into me. His hands squeezing into the cheeks of my ass making me arch into him. He kisses down my neck and down to my breasts.
"Jai, oh my God!" I cry out as he kisses back up my neck, continuing his brutal pace the whole time. I find myself approaching a climax when the bastard stops. I let out an embarrassingly needy whine and the fucker laughs as me!
"Hang in there, Princess. I'll take care of you." He sets me down and flips me to face away from him and pushes his hand up my back and grips my hair as I bend to his command.
"Hold on." I have half a second to think,hold onto what?before he'sinside me again and hands scramble along the tile. My back arches with the help of his grip on my hair. His other hand comes down between the front of my legs and he strokes me in small tight circles. My legs start to tremble and his lips kiss up my neck.
"That's it, Princess. Cum for me." He whispers against my skin. And I do. With a few hard thrusts, and a quick strike to my clit, my legs liquify and I fall apart in his arms as he cums along with me. We stay in each other's arms while we recover and he teases my body into another orgasm with sweet kisses and caresses.
"Jai." I sigh at the end of it all. He sets me down on weak knees and makes sure I'm steady before washing me and then himself with my help, of course.
***
"So, are you sure you're going to be okay at the funeral?" He asks carefully as we lay in bed in the morning.
"Honestly? No. I'm not sure at all. I don't know what to expect. I'm not even sure how they died." I admit.
"Shit." Hewhispers, bringing me back into his arms. "Do you want me to be there for you?"
"That's sweet but no. I- I don't want you to see me like that. It's bad enough Christian is going to be there to witness what's sure to be a shit show. Whether it's because of me or something else." I assure him.
"If you're sure. Even if you change your mind or need a quick escape. Call me, okay?" He offers. God, he's sweet. I nod to assure him I will because I know for a fact I will cry if I talk to him right now.
He leaves me with a long languid kiss before he sneaks out my bedroom window making me laugh. I set out a black dress for the funeral and glare at it for a few moments before heading down for breakfast.
