Page 80 of Hello Handsome
Gray bent over, breaking our kiss, and took a harsh breath. “You, first,” he gritted out.
The desperate way he said itunraveledme. “What are you waiting for?” I said breathlessly.
“Lie down,” he said. “I’m done waiting.”
50
GRAY
There aremoments in your life you know you’re going to remember forever.
The first time you lay eyes upon your child.
The way a spring sunset looks from the back of your horse after a cold, harsh winter.
And I know I’d remember this until I took my dying breath. Peeling off Aggie’s dress and watching her lie down against my white sheets, dark hair falling past her shoulders, breasts spilling from her bra, the peek of lace showing between her thick thighs and soft stomach. And most of all, those dark-brown eyes, heavy lidded and full of lust as she looked atme.
“You’re beautiful,” I breathed. The two words nearly broke me. Some things were just too beautiful to behold, and I was gifted with this, with her.
She smiled up at me, watching as I undid the buttons on my shirt and tugged it over my head.
Then I stripped out of my pants and down to my underwear. Seconds passed like hours until I was hovering over her on the bed, kissing her again.
I could never get tired of kissing Aggie. Of her soft moans or the way her fingernails danced against the sensitive skin on myback. I reveled in her touch and lowered myself, kissing down her neck, paying attention to the ways she reacted. Her moans, every quiver of her body, were my guiding lights, telling me exactly which way to go. I kissed over her collarbone, her heart, and then I reached the full globes of her chest, heaving with her breathlessness.
I tugged aside one cup of her bra, freeing a breast. It lolled to the side, full and heavy with a dark ring surrounding a hard, tight nipple. Instinct took over, drawing my lips to the peak. I licked and sucked and tasted to my fill as she writhed at the contact, winding her fingers through my hair and scraping her nails against my scalp. And then I moved to the other one, loving every second of her reaction to my touch.
“That feels so damn good,” she whimpered. And I hummed against her breast in agreement, making her squirm beneath me.
I took note, knowing I would do it again just for that response.
Knowing she was probably sensitive by now, I kissed down her stomach, dragging my teeth and tongue along the soft surface. If she was shy about her body, she didn’t say, but I’d be quick to tell her it was perfect. How could it be anything but? It was a part of her, of the woman I loved.
I kissed down her stomach and then tugged the straps of her thong over her hips. She lifted her ass in the air to help me free it, and I tossed the fabric aside, far more interested in the woman it used to cover.
Now I was at the foot of the bed, kneeling on the bench there, and I parted her thighs, ready to see all of her again.
Her hair was trimmed close but still there, and I found it irrationally sexy. I lowered my head to her folds, dragging my tongue along the seam. At the touch of my tongue to her most sensitive spot, she let out a whimper.
“I missed this,” I murmured before continuing to lick and tease her clit. She reached down, tugging at my hair again, and it was every cue I needed to keep going.
I’d die here, my mouth on her parts, if it had her feeling this good.
Her moans grew louder. Her movements intensified. Her thighs shook as I continued. And then I had to feel her on my hands. I trailed a finger over her folds and then pressed into her warmth, nearly coming myself.
She was so hot and so fucking wet.
I trailed my finger back toward me, tracing her walls, and she let out a moan boarding on a scream. “Yes, that, please.”
Her words were raspy, incoherent, but I got the message.
I would do whatever had her falling apart like that. So I continued, feeling her body thrum under my touch until she was shaking and moaning and utterly lost in the throes of her orgasm.
I didn’t stop until each wave faded, and then I pulled back to take in my woman. Her hair was wild, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes full of a sated heat that made my chest fill with pride.
“That was...” she whispered and had to take in a breath. “You took my breath away.”
I chuckled at that, then wiped my face on the edge of the blanket and pulled myself back up to her. “You’re incredible, Aggie.”
