Page 63 of Trusting Fate (Hope Falls: Brewed Awakenings 2)

Her hips began to roll against his touch again, seeking more contact. He dipped his finger beneath the lace fabric covering her most intimate place. When he did, his fingertips were coated in her arousal, and he let out a primal groan.

She reached up, grasping his arm as his finger slid along her slick flesh. He was torn by making her come this way and laying her down on the rug in front of the fireplace.

When a whimpered sigh fell from her lips and her thighs began to tremble, he knew that he needed to make a decision and tasting her won out.

Using one hand to wrap around her waist, he lifted her up and as gently but quickly as possible lowered her down so she was lying on her back on the rug. When he did, she gasped, and her eyes flew to his.

He didn’t wait for instruction or permission before he tugged her underwear down her legs. When the fabric cleared her ankles, she dropped her knees to the side in what he took as a silent invitation.

Seeing her sex glistening in the flickering light of the fireplace and knowing he was seconds away from tasting her caused his cock to throb painfully in his sweats. He ignored his bodies demands as he positioned himself between Grace’s legs, his wide shoulders caused her thighs to part even further.

He groaned as he came face to face with her sex. “Fuck. So pretty,” he gritted out as his fingers traced her delicate, damp folds.

Her body trembled beneath his touch, and he wasted no time covering his mouth over her core. When his tongue licked along her seam Grace arched her back up and gasped. He knew that she was close and as much as he’d love to take his time and explore her body, his desperation to make her come was even greater.

Using his elbow for leverage, he slid not one but two fingers inside of her as his tongue began to flick over her swollen clit.

“Yes!” she cried out as her hands fisted in his hair. “Lick me…just like that… right there.”

He bent the tips of his fingers up and began to flutter them as he pressed his knuckles into the base of her opening. Within seconds her entire body tensed and then shook with her release. Her inner muscles began to spasm around his fingers as he continued flicking his tongue at the same rhythm as she came against his mouth.

When her legs relaxed to the side and she let out a long exhale, he knew that his work there was done and he moved up her body. Now, he took his time, pressing lazy kisses along her hips, belly, and ribs. He peppered soft kisses over her ample breasts, making sure to pay extra attention to her pebbled nipples. He licked, and sucked, and nipped them with his mouth.

Her hands roamed his back as he lavished her with adoring attention. He worshiped her with his mouth, kneaded her flesh in his hands. He felt her nails scrape along his shoulder blades as he bit down on her nipple and flicked it with his tongue as she whimpered.

By the time he made it to her face, she was writhing beneath him again. He continued kissing her neck and jawline loving how responsive her body was to him.

“I’d like to renegotiate the terms of our contract,” she said through short breaths.

He leaned down and brushed his lips over hers. “Okay.”

“Sex. It’s definitely on the table.”

He froze. Even though she was naked beneath him, he had no intention of this going any further.

“We don’t have to—”

“Yes, we do.” Her hands moved lower to his waist and she started pushing his sweats down.

“Wait.” His forehead dropped to hers. “I don’t have protection.”

He hadn’t had sex with anyone in over a year because he’d been practicing celibacy. He’d almost picked up condoms when he’d got the massage oil, but since Grace had said that sex was off the table, he figured that he didn’t need them.

“I’m on the pill. Have you been tested?”

“Yes, and I haven’t had sex in a year.”

“A year?”

“Yeah, so I don’t know how long this is going to last.”

“I don’t care. I just want to feel you inside me.”

“Fuck,” he breathed.

“Yes, please.” She kept pushing his pants down.

Urgency roared through him, and he reached down and shoved his sweats off of him. When he settled back between her legs, his erection was pressed length-wise against her sex. He began to move it up and down, hoping that the friction would get her close because he knew once he was inside of her it was going to be over. Her hips began to roll against him and he felt her growing wetter against the friction of his shaft.

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